Abby had her 15-month doctor's appt last week. She's now 33" long and weighs 23lbs. 10oz. This was the first time she didn't grow much from the last appointment. It's about time she slows down! At the rate she was going, she'd be 12 feet tall by kindergarten.
While we waited to get in, Abby had a blast running around the waiting room. I discovered 2 things while we waited: Abby is LOUD, and she has more energy than I can keep up with. She wasn't crying or anything, but she was so excited to be in a strange room with a couple other kids that she kept shrieking and yelling "DA DA!" (bye bye) at everyone who left. She was much, much louder than the other kids. There was a mom with an 8-month-old who wasn't crawling yet, so she was able to sit her down in one spot and the baby didn't move. I miss those days! Although, Abby wouldn't have stayed in one spot even back then. She would've gotten herself on her back and rolled.
I knew I was in big trouble when, after we'd been waiting almost 45 minutes, a mom walks in with a boy about Abby's age holding a balloon. I kept thinking that there's no way I'm going to be able to keep Abby away from that balloon without a big fight. Sure enough, Abby walked right up to him and reached for it. He seemed as excited as Abby was to see another toddler, although he was nowhere near as loud about it. After his mom got through checking him in, she sat him down in one of the chairs and he stayed put! How did she do that? Abby would've either climbed off the chair or stood up on it. I did manage to distract Abby away from the balloon, but I was so happy that we were called in to see the doctor right after they got there, so we avoided any bloodshed.
When we left her doctor's office, the boy with the balloon was running crazy in the waiting room and his mom looked about as frazzled as I had. It's nice to know it's not just my kid.
Abby grabbed Damon's shirt out of the hamper while running around before her bath. She loved wearing it.