Charlie turned 15 months on June 7th (right before we left for the beach), and he just had his 15 month check-up last week, so those are my excuses for this tardy post. All of that, and I just plain forgot...oops!
His visit with the pediatrician went very well. He is growing like a weed and actually jumped up a lot on the growth charts. Nick was very pleased considering he is worried that Charlie will inherit his mommy's short stature. Sheesh, tall people just think they are the best! Anyway, the little man weighed in at 24 lbs, 2 oz (50th percentile), was 31 inches tall (41st percentile), and had a head circumference of 49 cm (95th percentile). I always get a laugh when they measure his head because they usually do it twice. I guess they don't get that many kids with as big a brain as Charlie's :o) We had a great visit and got a clean bill of health.
I was so surprised to hear how much Charlie had grown, because he eats like a bird. He won't eat meat, vegetables, and only likes grapes and applesauce. I swear he would live off of cheese and milk if I let him. When he does sit down to eat, he takes a few bites and begins to throw pieces on the floor. He just can't stand to sit still for a moment. I pretty much chase him around the house all day. He loves to play, but his attention shifts from one activity to another in a matter of minutes. The only thing that I can get him to do for a long period of time is read. He loves a good book. He has developed a deep love for everything ELMO these days. He will sift through his books just to find the ones with Elmo's face on them. It really is cute to see how he lights up at the sight or sound of Elmo.
Charlie is able to understand so much now. I can tell him to go get things, put things away, or go somewhere, and he totally comprehends. Now, whether or not he listens, is another story. Between he and Nick, I feel like I am losing it sometimes. Even though Charlie understands a lot, he still is not talking. He just starting saying Da-da to Nick while we were at the beach. The teacher in me is a little concerned that he has not started to talk more, but the doctor told me to give it until 18 months. So, I am trying not to think about it too much. We will continue to read to him daily and talk up a storm.
Our little man has become increasingly independent over the last few months as well. He still does not like to play alone and takes a while to warm up to new situations, but Nick and I have definitely noticed a difference. He is much more likely to walk away from Nick or myself and go with friends or family now. It makes us so happy that he feels secure enough to do this. He just seems like such a big boy these days. Nick and I are so grateful for our healthy and happy boy!
