Friday, April 16, 2010


I don't know if you recall what your memory was like when you were one (and I call baby spit if say you do) but mine is pretty bad. I mean, I'm so far behind on blogging that I can't even remember what I did let alone write about it. Fortunately Mom & Dad take like a million pictures so I often have record of what I did, even if I don't remember the specifics.

This pic is from two Thursdays ago (4/8.) I'm sure you've noticed by now but I pretty much just have my toys spread out all over the family room (clearly my parents are not OCD) and when I play I just wander from toy to toy. But when I make the rounds back to my piano, I'm always especially happy. I know I don't look all that excited in the pic below but that's because Dad caught me red handed!

See, Mom doesn't like me to play the piano with anything but my hands which means no banging on the keys with blocks or Cookie Monsters, etc. If you check out the zoomed in section of the above pic, you'll see I was trying to get away with one while Mom was in the other room. I think playing the piano with a stackable cup is even HARDER than playing with my fingers but I don't think Mom sees it my way.

On Friday I got to go over and play with Grandma Herbert. We did some reading and went on a walk and of course I showed her how much I've been practicing on the Piano! M&D showed up earlier than expected and interrupted a round of "hide the shoe" I was playing with GmaH. What, we can hide eggs but not shoes? W. (I won the that round because I hid it in some Tupperware and GmaH had to wait for GpaH to get home before they found it. SWEET!)

I was super suspicious of M&D because they came to get me so early and I was absolutely right. I had to go see Dr. Shanker for my 12 month check up -- AND SHOTS! Oh, I was so mad at M&D when I found out I was getting shots that I burst into tears almost immediately when DS came into the room. It turns out I forgot that the nurses give me the shots and DS just wanted to do some poking and prodding. Anyway, I got three vaccines and an open door to eat all sorts of new food including milk instead of formula. Sweet!

I think DS suspected M&D of feeding me coffee and cigarettes because I've dropped into the TENTH Percentile in height/length. Whoa. DS said it wasn't a big deal though because it may be a result of the way different nurses measure, etc. He did say the true measure is when I'm two years old because then I'll stand to get my height checked. He also dropped a wicked cool fact on us. Did you know that when you're two years old you if your height is in the 50th percentile or less that you double it and that's how tall you'll be full grown. And if you're above the 50th percentile that you double your height and add an inch! Does that seem crazy or what? But, if you look at this growth chart below, the 50th percentile at 24 months is 33.75 inches which doubled would be around 5' 7". Doesn't sound so crazy now does it. Anyway, you can see my actuals are plotted. I've also dropped to about the 40th percentile for weight.

Remember, you can't take it with you, but you can lick it so no one else can take it when you're gone.

Until Later,

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