15 Months

Sean had his 15-month appointment today, because, well, he's 15 months old today. He is almost 34 inches tall and he weighs a little over 24 pounds. That's off the charts for height and just under 50th percentile for weight. He still has a big head. He has an ear infection but it doesn't seem to be bothering him too much. He'll have to take antibiotics for the next 10 days.

Sean was an absolute terror at the appointment. When it was just me and him in the room, he was fine but when the doctor came in he went nuts. Sean was eating raisins while we waited for the doctor and when I had to take them away so she could do the exam, he threw an unbelievable fit. He threw himself on the ground, screamed, knocked over the trash can and picked up a plastic footstool and slung it across the room. He threw two more tantrums before the 10 minute exam was over. We both had to hold him down so she could listen to his heart and lungs and check his ears. When she took his diaper off to check his nether regions, he grabbed his doodle and wouldn't let her look and she gave up examining his teeth when he bit her hard several times. The doctor was giving me pitiful looks. I didn't even bother to tell her that Sean's not normally like that. I didn't think she would believe me.

But he took his shots like a big boy, and we went out to eat. He was great the rest of the day. He even took his antibiotics without complaint. His leg was bothering him where he got his shots, but it turns out Bob the Builder has excellent pain-relieving qualities. In the vertical picture he standing with his hands on his hips, just like Bob.