Our Little Weed

I don't know where that saying comes from, "Growing like a weed," I don't know why it can't be a prettier flower, but in any case, the analogy works for the time being - it's late on Sunday night and that brownie is calling my name so I will write a quick update from Riley's 15 month appointment. This wasn't a true 15 month appointment because I kept rescheduling the visits due to Riley's crazy patterns of sickness. She still saw him with a runny nose and cough but no fever, so we were given the all clear for the immunizations.
Luckily, Dan was able to attend the appointment because made one fr early in the morning. The lovely nurses, all used to seeing us weekly by now were saying, "Hi Riley!" Even when our lovely Doc walked into the room, Riley who is usually shy with strangers, exclaimed, "HI!" brightly as he walked in. Did I mention that I love our pediatrician?
Anyhow, Riley is progressing well. She grew 2 and three-quarters since our last visit three months ago and now is 32 and 3/4 inches. She also gained two pounds weighing in at 23 pounds, putting her in the 98th percentile for height and 50th for weight. "Long and lean," Doc said. He had circumference looks good too.
Big on my list to talk to the good doc about was Riley's aversion to veggies and anything that appears on her plate that seems different. He says it normal and to keep exposing her to different foods and packing the meals she does eat with good fats and proteins. He said that at this age, toddler only have one minute of attention span per year so she shouldn't be expected to sit and eat like a big girl just yet. He was clear that I shouldn't chase her around the house with food nor should I allow her to eat while roaming - only in her chair --- oops.
The other big item on our list was Riley's new acrobatic maneuvers - namely the "leg up trying to escape out of the crib" kind. He said we can do the bed canopy/tent or transfer her to a toddler bed. He said we should clear her room out of anything she can climb on or hurt herself on, put the bed in there and treat the entire room as if it is her bed. Sometimes she'll sleep on the floor - sometimes the bed. Um, no thanks, I told him. I cannot imagine putting my crazy, energetic 16 month old in a toddler bed.
In other news, we ran errands on Saturday and were in the car for a while and decided to not take the Paci as a way to start weaning Riley off it in the car. All was good on the way there - she was happy, rested, and fed. The way home was another story. No lie, she screamed for forty minutes on the way home. It was the screaming to the point of gagging, kind of screaming. I contemplated sticking my finger in her mouth like you can do with a newborn to pacify her - but with her big chompers and my germy hands, I decided against it.
Good times.