My 1st purple hippo band-aid

I'm already taking after my mommy. At 7 days old I took my first unplanned trip to see Dr. Booth. A couple of days earlier, Grammy saw what she thought was my first mole. Just to be sure she tried to wash it off. It didn't come off so she left it alone. A couple of days later we were out to lunch and mommy was looking at my neck and saw legs and a shinny back on my "mole". One phone call to Dr. Booth and a pair of scissors later they pulled a burrowed tic out of my neck. Boy was he mad! I did great, it didn't even phase me =) Dafney wasn't as lucky as me. Daddy found 18 live ones one her and countless dead ones. You would think we lived on a farm in the midwest!