The A Report

We had A's 18 month appointment today, and she passed with flying colors. She's a whopping 22lbs, 32 and 1/2 inches long, and threw a lovely developmentally appropriate temper tantrum when told she had to put a diaper back on after being weighed.

She also refused to answer any questions (Where is your nose? Where are your eyes?) and handed the cup with the paper clip in it back to Dr. S instead of dumping it out on the ground as requested. She chose not to jump, climb, or clap. Dr. S was rather pleased with her lack of cooperation, especially after A demonstrated how she could put her socks and shoes on "ALL BE MESEEF." Apparently speaking in three word sentences and dressing oneself trumps pointing and dumping. Good girl.

While I was infinitely less concerned about A's growth this visit than I have been in previous ones (the child wears a size 7 and 1/2 shoe and seems to have skipped over the 12-18 month clothing size, clearly she has grown) it is always gratifying to know that one's observations are correct. More importantly, I now have the accurate dosage information for Infant Tylenol in case the mystery fever returns.