A look into our world

Last week I was officially 18-months-old, and today I got to go (had to go was more like it) to the Dr. for my check-up. Mommy was looking forward to finding out all my stats. Me? Well, all I did was get stuck with needles, so I wasn't looking forward to much. But I did get some cool band-aids out of the deal! I only had to get 2 shots this time, and I only cried for a minute. It was quick and then over. I like my band-aids :)Since we think I have a peanut allergy, my Dr. decided to do a blood test to find out what allergies I might have. So, after I got stuck with needles for my shots, I got to go to the lab to get stuck with one more needle to draw my blood. Mommy was so thankful, because after the nurse looked at and felt both my arms for a long time (to make certain she could get a vein), she did indeed hit the vein and drew my blood with no problem. Here you can sorta see the red spot where I got my blood drawn. It wasn't the most fun Dr. appointment of my life, but I survived. Okay, so you want to know my stats? Here they are. I am about 26 1/2 lbs. and a little over 35 inches long. My weight is a little over the 50th percentile, and my height? Well, Mommy knew I was tall, but she didn't know I was off-the-charts tall. My height was like the 107th percentile or something like that. Whatever it was, it was way off the chart. And my head is perfectly normal - I think about in the 75th percentile. Basically, I'm a healthy, growing boy! Even thought I have a bit of a cold from Colorado (my ears and chest are clear), the Dr. gave me a clean bill of health and said I'm doing great! He gave Mommy some pointers on how to discipline me, and encouraged her that my "strong will", while seemingly hard for parents at times, is actually a good thing when steered in the right direction. All in all, Mommy came away from the appointment feeling good about how I'm doing in life. I'm glad she did, cause I came away with band-aids and needle stings :)

Since we are going to visit Papa and M'laine and the rest of my Primm family for Christmas, this Thanksgiving was our special time with Grandma and Grandpa. When I got up on Thanksgiving morning, there were some special surprises waiting for me on the fireplace! I went right over to check it all out.The first thing was this great farm! It is perfect for me, cause I really like to do animal sounds these days. What a fun farm this is!There are spots for all the little animals......and even some hiding spots that I've found I can put them!My next gift was my very own laptop! It has the whole alphabet on it as well as the numbers, and I can do all kinds of things on it. This is a toy that I will "grow into," but even now I'm having fun with it! It helped our car ride home go a little faster :)And next I got a whole bag full of blocks!! You know how much I love blocks. Well, now I have a real set of them, and I can build and knock down towers til my heart's content.

Last week, Mom, Dad, Bella and I hopped in the car for the long trek to Colorado to see Grandma and Grandpa for Thanksgiving! And oh, what a wonderful time we had. I put my order in for some snow, and guess what was waiting for me when I woke up on Wednesday morning?? Yep, that's right....SNOW!!! This was my first real time noticing snow. Sure it snowed last year, but I was just a baby then. I'm a big boy now, and I like the snow!

Since it was super cold, Grandpa built a fire that night. I gotta tell ya, that fire sure was interesting! I was very intent watching Grandpa and even had a few questions for him. Then we had some fun tickle time :)

While Mommy and I were in Walmart the other day, I pointed at a pile of care bears and started talking excitedly about them. Mommy picked out the most boyish looking care bear and handed it to me, and I loved it....wouldn't let it go. This was the first thing I had ever picked out for myself, so Mommy thought it was special and got it for me. Ever since then, my care bear (who happens to be "Grumpy Bear") has been my favorite toy. I like to take him with me in my crib for nap times and bed time, and I like to take him in the car with us when we go places. Oh how I love my care bear! Here I am tonight, waiting patiently for Dad to get home from work, showing Mommy my care bear.I love to give him hugs and kisses!And finally Dad got home! Here we are after dinner, playing in my playroom.My Dad's so fun to play with :)And here's another picture of my playroom - the toy bins are perfect to keep all my toys off the floor after we're done playing with them, and I love my table and chairs. Mommy's just glad the toys are out of the living room!

This past Thursday, one of Mommy's good friends from college, Sarah, came to visit us! I hadn't seen her since I was just a little bitty guy, so we had lots of fun together. She read me lots of books and gave Mommy some good advice. (Mommy tries not to ask too many questions, but sometimes she can't help herself). You see, Ms. Sarah is a Dr., specializing in pediatrics, so she's really smart when it comes to kids like me. I wish Ms. Sarah could be my Dr. cause she's really nice and fun.
I love playing and exploring in Mom and Dad's bathroom these days. The scale is particularly one of my favorites. (Mommy says not to pay any attention to the grossie mirror in the background, please. She has since cleaned it after seeing these pictures :))Mommy thinks I'm getting up there in my weight - we go to the Dr. at the end of this month for my 18-month check-up, so we're excited to find out what my official stats are. I also love to pull open the drawers and pull out Mommy's toiletries.



Lately I've been a little bit clumsy. Well, a lot bit clumsy. I've been pretty good so far in not getting too many owies on my face, but it seems like this week that's all turned around. This is just one of many owies I got on my face this week. It's a carpet burn. Don't worry, it's almost healed now, but it didn't feel so good when it happened. This morning I got 2 more owies on my face. Sheesh, cut a guy some slack, huh?

My day today started out great; reading with Dad after breakfast. Then it went downhill from there. While I was eating my lunch, Mommy finally decided to sieze the moment and get the scissors (she and Dad have been wanting to cut my hair for awhile now). She started cutting the top, and I didn't mind so much. Then when I realized what was going on, I got kinda mad. I cried my way through the rest of the haircut, even though I had yummy strawberries on my tray to eat and milk to drink.
It was quite a traumatic experience, but it was well worth it! Mommy says I look so grown up now with my new haircut. Mommy says "it's not perfect, but it's good enough!" She's happy with it, and I'm happy it's over. Big boy saying "cheeeeeessseee!"