(do not even look for ONE moment at my ugly shoes right there. What is it about peoples shoes? It's just gross to see them sitting around there. My apologies. Wait, why am I apologizing, you're just NOT s'posed to look.)
This guy.....I just love him. He has an obsession with those flowers, and walks around the house carrying them and saying, over, and over, and over, and OVER "Fowyer, FOWYER." He and Maggie found some old costume hats the other day and this is how he came in to see me. He has such a funny little sense of humor and trys to make me laugh. And trust me, he makes me laugh.
Anyway, merely as a form of documenting my children and their growth and life, I am including this blog post. 'Cause you know, SOMEDAY I will actually print out the book, and it'll be great to remember just how big this kiddo was. So, if you're bored to tears, it's ok, i get it. Move on with life. But, there is another picture and story coming. Just sayin.
18 month (really 19) STATS:
Weight: 31.5 lbs. (a fatty fat 8 lb. gain in the last 9 months) 95%
Height: 35.8 inches 99%
Head: 20.1 inches 99%
Yep, he's BIG, TALL and SMART! What can I say?
In other news.....having to take him to the doctor this morning was a real "treat." Because I got to bring these hooligans along with us.
Anyway, the torture was minimal, he was declared healthy and great. And amidst his sobbery and tears, he was his ever polite self and said "THANK YOU" to the doctor before he left. Clothes were put on, stickers were procured, suckers were sucked and we were on our way.
Another successful Doctor visit under my belt. Just wish I wasn't NINETY bucks poorer for that 5 minutes of time.
Tummy pokes and healthy kids,
Come to think of it, it's a wonder I don't have permanent residence in that place. Max is currently sporting not one, but TWO new super awesome goose eggs on his head, and Maggie gave him a huge bloody nose this afternoon. He seriously looks like he got beat up on the corner by the local bully. Perhaps I'll just stay in this afternoon, lest anyone wants to call CPS on me.