Henry is a stud

So we had our 18 month check-up today. (Because we wanted to make it a 3 co-pay week!) And Henry is such a stud--he didn't even cry when getting his shots! I was so proud of him. If only he'd let me read that magazine in the waiting room instead of trying to escape the well waiting room to get into the sick waiting room. But he is 34 inches tall (90th percentile), 26 lbs, 9.6 ounces (60th percentile--although I'm guessing the fact that he had a full diaper at the time could've skewed the results), and his head circumference is (do you even care?) 48 cm (just above 50th percentile). His favorite thing was playing with the head circumference measuring tape and the light button on Dr. Snowden's stethoscope. And he showed Dr. Snowden all of his awesome puzzle doing skills for most of the check-up. (And he didn't put one puzzle piece in his mouth--a minor miracle!)

I think he sensed that today was his check up as he's been carb-loading the past 2 days. (Also probably due to his cheerio, rice, and banana diet he'd been on for most of the post-puking weekend.) This morning he ate a sandwich baggie full of frosted mini-wheats while at the Polling place, then an entire banana when we got home. On the way to the airport to drop Sloan off for another business trip he ate a box of pretzels. And then for lunch he cleared his plate at Ruby Tuesday's--kids fried shrimp and french fries and then proceeded to munch on my fries as well. He also is a fan of dunking the same fry over and over into the ketchup. This is because I won't let him just dip his fingers into the ketchup. I tried explaining that condiments must go on something. Unless we're talking about Ginger salad dressing from Kabuto and then it's just bottom's up....