Anatomy of a Tantrum

Just because he's 1 he thinks he can throw fits.......doesn't he just look so sad! And all because I wouldn't let him have my coffee.

Trey had his 1-year checkup today. He weighs 23.5 pounds and stands 31.5 inches tall. That's roughly 90% in height and 55-60% in weight, which is right about what Abby was at that age too. He loves fruit of all kinds, cheese (string cheese is a HUGE hit right now) and pretty much anything he can feed himself...except vegetables. Trey takes after his mama for sure in that department, I can't stand most veggies! He's not walking on his own yet, not that he can't he just won't! He has stood by himself and walked a number of times but once he notices that he's not holding anything he sinks gracefully to the floor. I'm anxiously awaiting the day that he doesn't NEED my hands to hold his to walk (YES, I still WANT to hold his hand!). He's a little more cuddly now than he was a few months ago and it has been really nice not be breastfeeding anymore, for me and for Jerry since he can help out and bond a more with the little man.

Poor little dude got his three shots today and had to get blood drawn for a routine iron check and was a real trooper. He cried only when he was being stuck by the needles but was happy otherwise. We had quite the audience in the lab when his blood was being drawn. He was smiling and jabbering with all the people who came to see his cute little face! Let me say, going to the doctor on the Friday before a 3-day weekend was brilliant! No waiting, lots of parking and we even got in early...I will have to remember this for next year!