Logan had his 15 month check-up today - and he did GREAT as usual. He's had an enormous growth spurt these last few months, and is now 33" tall (95%!). He's gained just under two pounds weighing in at 23 lbs, 10 oz (50%) and his head circumference is 48 cm (75%) round.
Other than the minor cold he's still getting over, he checked out just fine. Dr. Safir was impressed with Logan's strength and muscle tone, as usual, and said we've got a very inquisitive feisty smart little kid on our hands.
I commented at one point that he's not without his faults - a real pain in the ass many a time - and Dr. Safir just looked at me and said "Bree, I'd have to wonder if he was really your kid, if he weren't just a little bit of a pain in the ass"Ha! What a smart ass (Dr. Safir was actually my own pediatrician, so it goes without saying he knows me, and my entire family, very very well).
He also teased me when I lamented that as much sign language as Logan is picking up, he still doesn't speak too many words. At that, Dr. Safir stopped cold and said "Oh crap, that's right Bree, I forgot to tell you your son has brain damage".
Yes, this is the sort of doctor we have (and love). You can imagine how many more sarcastic jokes and comments there are when Jon is in the room with me!
In any case, he said to stop worrying so much since Logan clearly understands us just fine, he's just taking his own sweet time with speaking (he told me it's not until 2.5-3 yrs old that you'd want to be concerned).
Logan also got a big cocktail shot - full of DTaP (Diphtheria, Tetanus, and Pertussis), HIB (Meningitis) and IPV (Polio) all in one. But, our little trooper didn't even bat an eye. He literally squinched up his nose and lips when Dr. Safir gave him the shot and then, as Dr. Safir and I looked on, waiting for the outburst, Logan just looked at him like, "WHAT, IS THAT ALL YOU'VE GOT??" And proceeded to rip off the band-aid that Dr. Safir had quickly stuck to his arm and stuck it back on Dr. Safir's face instead.
Classic.
It was a proud Mama Bree moment.
(Climbing up his chair to reach the toys we've put on top of the speaker box)Logan is still signing up a storm - the newest words he's mastered since last month are milk, eat/hungry, and help. Help is actually a biggie for him - and thank goodness he's learning to ask for help, because he's such a temperamental little guy with a very short fuse. However, imagine his frustration when he spent the night at Zafu and Zabuton's this last weekend, signing for 'help' over and over again, only they had no idea what the heck he was signing. :)
(Logan signing 'help' since he couldn't quite reach the toys)And, within the last week or so, he has started saying "Hi" as he waves hello to anyone that comes by, or when he pokes his head out from playing peek-a-boo, or my favorite, when he wakes up in the morning (we hear this teeny voice coming from behind his closed door saying "hi hi hi hi hi hi hi" over and over again).
Today, Miss Kim gave us the big news that even though there are a couple other kids that are older than Logan, she thinks he'll be moving up to the next class before them. He's just extremely mature for his age, has already been on the toddler schedule for some time, listens and obeys the teachers quite a bit (I know, I don't believe her either), and most importantly, seems to finally be getting a tad bit bored of his class. I'm done with this joint Mom. Time to move on.
It's both exciting and depressing news. I've been Miss Kim's biggest cheerleader and really hate the idea of losing her. On the other hand, I can't be selfish and hold my son back just because of a teacher. There are plenty of other good ones, and more importantly, Logan's development isn't going to slow down and we want to make sure he's always stimulated and excited at school each day. The good news is, once he moves into the next class (later next month), they'll begin potty training!And man oh man. If that isn't a carrot to move parents along, I don't know what is.
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment