We had Clay's 18 month check up just 3 months late today (oops). He's weighing in at 24 lbs. 32" tall with a 19 1/2" head. The Dr. asked if big heads ran in the family (ha-ha) yes we can thank dad for that. He had to get one shot and handled it like a trooper just one little whimper but no crying or screaming. He is such a sweet, tough guy. He actually freaked out most when they wanted to weigh him and get his height. I can't blame him though they just strip you down and start doing things and don't even introduce themselves I'd be mad and unsure of the whole thing too. Clay's exzema has gotten worse over the last week as the temps have continued to rise out here so we got some new ointment for it that hopefully will help. He's got such a cute personality and Brock and I find ourselves looking at each other all too often saying "there isn't possibly a cuter kid out there" between his blue eyes, his funny faces, and kind spirit he's a dream come true.
Oh and he's so cute when he blows kisses (or spits!) he blows kisses to his 'bite and blanket' every morning and after naps because he knows he won't see them again until sleep time.
