18 months!

I seriously can not believe he is 18 months old already! He has changed so much in just the last two weeks, becoming more little boy and less baby everyday!

He had is 18 month check up on June 11th. Mac was a perfect angel for it!

He weighs about 24 lbs which is in the 20th percentile (small)

and he is 33 1/4 inches tall which is in the 90th percentile (very tall)

(the lady who weighed him didn't know how to use the scale and was going to say that he was 20 lbs 4 oz. I had to show her where it said lbs to actually make him 24 lbs. Oh well!)

The picture above is in the waiting room. Before we even walked in the front door of the office he was asking to see the fishy. Umm, we haven't been to the office in two months, this boy has a good memory, holy cow!

He had to get one shot for meningitis/pneumonia. We have him on a special vaccination schedule because he gets really high fevers with them. So he gets one every couple of months instead of a whole bunch in one visit. And Mac woke up the next morning at 8 instead of 6:30 and had a temperature of 103.1.

He is perfect developmentally and his ears are clear and his teeth look great (all 16). His skin is also doing great.

He is doing great with no milk all day. He only gets his one sippy full in the morning and none the rest of the day. He is eating alot better too, although he is still really picky. He did try and eat a cucumber the other day and ate half of the entire cucumber himself. He also really loves chicken, and asks for it at almost every meal, "chichin".

He is really obsessed with fish and "Finding Nemo" right now.

When we leave to go somewhere he has to bring something with him, it is usually is "ride-on" toy. It takes a couple of minutes to talk him out of him and into a little hot wheel or something.

He is climbing on everything now, including the chairs at the kitchen table. Thankfully he hasn't figured out to climb on the table yet. When he climbs on the chairs he usually sits himself down immediately.

He has to feed himself with a fork or spoon these days. He does not like any help! He was even picking up the peach pieces and and poking it onto the fork with his hand and then putting it in his mouth.

He is also obsessed with airplanes and can say "airplane" clear as day. Every time he hears a loud sound in the sky he points up and says "airplane".

He has his bad weeks of complete fits and nothing will make him happy and then he has is great weeks, where he is a perfect angel and is loving and patient. It is crazy the difference in the two moods. He has been doing this about every other week. I think that is pretty typical for a toddler.

His smiles are the best!