Mr. Bedhead here had his 15 month appointment on Thursday. He passed with flying colors. He weighs a whopping 22 pounds, 3 ounces (10th percentile), is 31.5 inches TALL (50th percentile), and his head is a hefty 48.65 cm (75th percentile). So our kid is top-heavy. But the cutest top-heavy kid I ever did meet!
Adrey was every bit of a 3-year old in the doctor's office too. So much fun (said in a sarcastic tone). And I never know how to act when Adrey acts like that at the doctors office. I mean, if I'm too firm, I feel like the doctor will think I'm a terrible mom, but if I'm not firm enough, the doctor will think I'm a terrible mom. And I always feel like he's waiting to see how I'm going to react. Like it's a test. It's always so stressful!! Adrey was jumping up and hitting the wall to see how high he could slap the wall. He was opening/closing the door. He was building with the blocks but if Charlie got anywhere near them he'd yell "no". By the end of the doctor's visit, we were all standing, because the doctor had put the two chairs and the stool in the hall because Adrey was not using them for their intended purpose, and all the toys were in the hall. Awesome. And Adrey had to go potty twice (totally fine of course) during the visit so twice the doctor was in the room by himself (like he has NOTHING better to do) twiddling his thumbs. Lovely. And then after the appointment, the same appointment that Adrey did not listen to a thing I said, the doctor said he could have a sticker and a lollipop. So the nurse asked him if he wanted a Buzz sticker or some random animal sticker. He chose the random animal sticker. And as soon as the nice nurse put it on his shirt, he took it off and said he wanted the Buzz sticker. And when the nurse walked away, he stood there in the middle of the doctor's office, tears running down his face, saying "Buuuuzzzzzzzzz. I waaaaaaaaant Buuuuzzzzzzz."
I made Adrey a peanut butter and honey sandwich for lunch one day. After I put it in front of him it went something like this:
Adrey: "Mom, I want peanut butter on top."
Me: "Adrey, there is peanut butter on top."
Adrey: "No, I want peanut butter on TOP."
Me: "Oh, like on top of the top piece of bread?"
Adrey: "Yes."
Me: "Oh, ok!" (adding an extra layer of peanut butter to bread)
Adrey: "Now THAT'S what I'm talkin' about!"
Last night John was wearing camouflage shorts....
Adrey: "Daddy, what are those shorts?"
John: "They're camouflage."
Adrey: "What's camofwage?"
John: "It's a pattern that people wear in the woods when they don't want to be seen."
Adrey then started looking up, down, right, down, up pretending not to see John and said, "I can't see you, where are you Daddy?!?!"
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Is that freaking hysterical or what?
This morning on our way to school Adrey and I had this conversation:
Adrey: "Mom, where's Daddy?"
Me: "Daddy's at work."
Adrey: "Why is Daddy at work?"
Me: "Because when you get older you have to get a job and go to work. What do you want to be when you grow up?"
Adrey: "But I'm just a wittle guy Mommy."
Me: "I know, but when you grow up what do you want to be. A doctor?"
Adrey: "No."
Me: "A veterinarian?"
Adrey: "No"
Me: "A football player?"
Adrey: "No. I wanna be a powice ossifer!"
Also on our way to school today, Adrey sneezed like 5 times in a row and said, "Now THAT'S a lot of sneezes!"
Tonight Adrey went potty and John realized that his underwear was on backwards...
John: "Adrey, your underwear is on backwards."
Adrey: "I know, and it's driving me NUTS!"
Charlie says "car". It might be the ONLY thing he says, but he says it well. And Adrey likes to make him say it. We'll be in one room and hear Adrey in the other room saying to Cha-she "Say car. Cha-she, say car. Say car. Say car. Say car. Say car." (I actually just typed that so many times that the word "say" didn't look like it was spelled right.)
Lovin' our boys and feeling so blessed.
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