Brooks went in for his 18 month check-up (even though he was 19 months) and we learned that he is continuing to grow beautifully. He weighs 25 lbs 9 oz, which puts him at the 50th percentile for his weight, and he is 33.3 inches tall, putting him at the 75th percentile for his height. He had to get two shots that day and when he got them both, he didn't cry once. That just goes to show what a tough little guy we have.
I knew the nurse would be asking me how many words Brooks can say, so one day I sat down and started a list. I was shocked by how many things he actually does say! So, here's my list:
uh-uh (it means both no and yes)
diz (there it is)
ba ba (drink)
wus at (what's that)
And of coarse, he tries to say many more things, but I have no idea what he means.
Over the last month or two he's had a fascination for large spatulas (the kind you'd use to flip pancakes with). He likes to carry them everywhere he goes - in the car, in the store, to the church, to a friend's house, and most especially to bed with him. I'm not quite sure why he's been so crazy about his spatulas, but he has been.
Just lately, his fascination has been changing to balls (something a little more normal for kids). He's been treating just about any ball he can find the same way he treated his spatulas and must take them to the aforementioned places as well.
He's a funny kid and everyone loves to be around him. He has such a tender heart. He sucks his thumb, but only when he's holding his favorite blankies and I love that! He's learned to push a chair anywhere in the kitchen and get into and onto EVERYTHING! He has all of his teeth in, aside from his 2 year molars. He is a problem solver. He is a mess maker. We call him Chunky Monkey, Chubby Bubby, Little Buddy, Brooks Boy, stinker pants, monster, Chubs, and sweet little baby boy - all names he has rightfully earned.
We love this kid so much.