Brody was 15 months old yesterday! He had a doctor visit on Friday and weighs 25#! I can't remember how tall he is, I think she said 31 1/4". He took his 2 shots like a champ, just a couple of whimpers per shot. He hates the stethoscope part more than the shots!
2 funny questions that came up from the doctor:
-Does he respond to his name? Um, like all of the time or has he ever? Cause there was that one time when he did, but usually, like most kids, he's too wrapped up in his own fun to stop and listen to me. At least I know that he knows his name even if he doesn't respond!
-Does he sit and listen to you read stories? Um, like the whole book? Cause we usually do page 1, page 2, then we're flipping it to the back and we're done! He has about a 5 second sitting on your lap limit!
All kidding aside, he's such a good boy for us. He's getting more and more flexible as we drag him around to places and screw up his schedule. He understands so many commands, so when Barry tells him to go get your hockey stick and the ball, Brody will run over and find them both. He says and signs "more" like crazy. I'd like to reward him for learning this and what it means, but I finally had to cut him off from the banana bread, no matter how cute he was saying "more", signing "more", and point to the whole loaf of banana bread on the table that he darn well knew was not "all gone" as I was trying to claim.
Next doctor visit....not until 2 years, wahooooooooooo!!!!!!!
