Dalton's 18 Month Well-Baby

Weight: 21 pounds, 13 inches (fully clothed with poopy diaper)
Height: 32 inches
Head: 20 inches

The appointment was relatively non-eventful...he looked good, developing on or ahead of schedule. Although we don't let him use a spoon much and she got on me for that. It's the mess factor that keeps us from letting him do it much. But now we've got doctor's orders. I'm sure he'll do okay. He manages with a fork quite well.

He had to get one shot and it was sad. His reaction this time just seemed utterly shocked that someone would do that to him. It made me feel awful. Because he first he was like, "What the heck?" And then he realized the pain, poor fella. What a crappy part of your job: giving shots to cute little unsuspecting children.

As far as his weight goes, she said, if he had been weighed nekkid like he should have, then he's probably fallen on the charts. But I guess she was pretending like she didn't see it. She didn't refer him...just for some more blood work to make sure the stuff that was wonky last time was better. Easton is due for more labs too, we didn't get it done yesterday, we'll have to go another day...I'm not looking forward to it.

Anyhoo, that's the scoop. Sorry for no pictures this time. I gotta go make Easton take a nap. He's been up since 4:30 this morning. Grrrr.