I called the doctor's office before Christian turned eighteen months but the nurses at the front desk told me he didn't need to come in until he was two. When I was at the doctor's I double checked and he was supposed to come in and get his boosters - so no big deal - we are just a bit late.
Today was easy. We went straight from skating and I was super sweaty. We didn't have to wait long. The boy got weighed, measured, and got one booster shot. He didn't even know he got one. He was so good.
Then, we walked out of there like a big boy. We stopped at the dollar store and got a step stool so he could brush his teeth by himself like the big boy that he is.
Christian went from calling everything a dog to calling all the trees ducks. His vocabulary is growing daily and he is really putting an effort into trying to communicate. A lot of his words do not make sense - but at least he is getting some things right. I think he knows more than we think. Watch out!
The "terrible twos" have definitely started. Sometimes his face looks like this:
We have had to do more baby proofing - took down the closet doors, got special locks on the door, cupboards, and toilet, as well as, removed and taped drawers. I like the extra play space.
He can push a skate board along the C wall, pull the stroller, or walk most of the way home.
He is getting better at colouring and making faces!
And he is can sit in his own big boy chair and feed himself.
This is just a small taste of all the things Christian has been learning. We love him.
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