so the 15 month well-visit was interesting...
your head - 19 3/8 in ....>97th percentile
your weight - 26 lbs. 7 oz. .....92nd percentile
your height - 31 inches .....65th PERCENTILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i don't know what to say, except, WHAT?
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
so much has changed...
so today you are fifteen months old.
you are still the most awesome person i have ever met.
and yes, we still do not have a camera since mommy's broke.
and yes, it kills me that i am missing thousands of pictures of you on a daily basis.
but none of that seems to matter...as long as you are happy and by my side.
not only did you turn one since i last wrote, but you have MOVED! mama and daddy were so lucky to have just about every dream come true in a span of two months. we used to sit in our old house with you and talk about how all we wanted for you was more space to play...and we would get sad thinking about how far away it felt that we would be able to give that to you. and mama wished for a very important thing, a circle of open doorways, that you could run around and around like she had when she was young. and now we have TWO! so, every time you make your figure eight, mama gets so happy she's been known to tear up a bit.
you love it here, you have a big carpet that you roll around with daddy on, you wait by the windows for caroline the dog to appear so you can shout "HI PUP" and then pretend to bark like her, you like to watch grandpa in the yard and when you hear his motorcycle you say "pop pop", you love to be in the kitchen with mama when she is making ANYTHING-which must be new and exciting because you weren't allowed in the old house, you like to sit on your picnic table in the t.v. room and have snacks after school, and you love to sit in your recliner and pretend to drink coffee with daddy in the morning, you love to go for walks around the cul-de-sac, and when we turn the corner to come home from school you say "HI" to the new house which melts me every time cause a little bit of me is saying "hi" too...
there are so many plans ahead. one of which is to get a camera. i can't wait to share it all with you, crazy face. you and your paintbrush pigtails and silly laugh.
you are still the most awesome person i have ever met.
and yes, we still do not have a camera since mommy's broke.
and yes, it kills me that i am missing thousands of pictures of you on a daily basis.
but none of that seems to matter...as long as you are happy and by my side.
not only did you turn one since i last wrote, but you have MOVED! mama and daddy were so lucky to have just about every dream come true in a span of two months. we used to sit in our old house with you and talk about how all we wanted for you was more space to play...and we would get sad thinking about how far away it felt that we would be able to give that to you. and mama wished for a very important thing, a circle of open doorways, that you could run around and around like she had when she was young. and now we have TWO! so, every time you make your figure eight, mama gets so happy she's been known to tear up a bit.
you love it here, you have a big carpet that you roll around with daddy on, you wait by the windows for caroline the dog to appear so you can shout "HI PUP" and then pretend to bark like her, you like to watch grandpa in the yard and when you hear his motorcycle you say "pop pop", you love to be in the kitchen with mama when she is making ANYTHING-which must be new and exciting because you weren't allowed in the old house, you like to sit on your picnic table in the t.v. room and have snacks after school, and you love to sit in your recliner and pretend to drink coffee with daddy in the morning, you love to go for walks around the cul-de-sac, and when we turn the corner to come home from school you say "HI" to the new house which melts me every time cause a little bit of me is saying "hi" too...
there are so many plans ahead. one of which is to get a camera. i can't wait to share it all with you, crazy face. you and your paintbrush pigtails and silly laugh.
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