
Yesterday, it was finally time for Ben’s 18-month checkup. I made the mistake of canceling the original appointment because I didn’t want to miss this class or that class (you can see how “important” it was- I don’t even remember why I canceled). It was a mistake because his regular doctor is booked until late July! So Tim took him in to another doctor in the practice. He has seen her a couple of times when he was sick.
His height is still tracking in the 75th percentile at 33.5″- he takes after his dad in that area. His weight (26 lbs) and head circumference (18.5″) are in the 50th percentile, so he is right on track! And yes, they plotted him at 19 months on the chart (I was worried they would plot 18 months and not get an accurate picture but Tim made sure they did it right).
They talked about the blocked tear duct, again. You see, after his 1-year appointment, we made the appointment to see an optometrist (that’s the surgeon, right?). That appointment was scheduled for January. In December, the tear duct problem seemed to go away. So we canceled that appointment. Soon after, we realized that, although the drainage wasn’t yellow or green anymore (hooray for that), the left eye was definitely more watery than the other. So we will be making another appointment with the optometrist, hopefully this summer.
The doctor wanted to know if he could say 14 words or so. Definitely (although I am sure that most of them are intelligible only to us…). So I thought I would make a list of his words (and their translation when necessary):
da-da
no
more
bink (binky)
bink (bank)
dee (deer)
ball
bah (bottle)
ba (bath)
juice
tash (trash)
gass (grass)
tuck (truck)
book
eye
bee
Bee (Ben)
bay (baby)
uh-oh
pop-pop
shh
uh (up)
dah (down)
ha (hat)
hi
hey
bye-bye
jaff (giraffe)
soos (shoes)
sots (socks)
rock
boo (blue)
fag (flag)
(I still can’t pay him to say “mama,” and although he has said it once or twice, it was likely just a coincidence).
This is all in addition to the many animal noises he can make. :)
He is also in the VERY beginning stages of putting words together. Like yesterday, when he saw Tim’s notebook, he pointed and said “da da book.” I’m so proud!
We are indeed, very blessed.