I took Patrick to the doctor for his 15 month well visit on Monday.
He did not appreciate any part of the poking, prodding, measuring, weighing, vax, etc. He was noisy and shot both the nurse and doctor the dirty look he's perfected. I really need to get a picture of it because it's hilarious. After his appt he even gave the receptionist a glare!
Weight - 24lbs (50%)
Height - 31.5" (60%)
And we've got a referral for speech therapy...again. She isn't worried yet, and I'm not either. But, she did say that if his vocabulary does not expand past his current word (MORE!) in the next 30-60 days that we shouldn't wait for his 18m appt to get him evaluated. 2 things I'm not worried about - he can hear just fine and he understands plenty. The boy is bright...just not too wordy.
Last week Natalie's preschool teacher Jelena had a baby boy. Since she delivered at the hospital where I work I was lucky enough to run up to visit them when he was just a few hours old. ADORABLE! Jovan had black hair and dark eyes and very long fingers and toes. He also had a lot of extra skin to fill out and I'm super excited to see him get all fat and Nom Nom Nom-able. I held him for about 25 minutes and then happily gave him back and confirmed (again!) the decision never to hit that reset button :)
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"...the decision never to hit that reset button" - you crack me up! : )
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