Our 15 Month Old Stinker

Hard to believe, but Presley is 15 months old. I feel like we just brought her home from the hospital. Her favorite things: bananas, broccoli, blueberries, dancing and climbing. Some of these you may have picked up on from previous posts. Her least favorite thing: the pediatrician's office. This tiny little being knew exactly where she was and what she was there for and completely lost control of herself. She was fine in the waiting room but as soon as we approached the exam room, she lost it completely. She kicked, wailed, screamed, cried, flailed - all of the above. She didn't want any part of that exam room or what was to come. And I firmly believe she knew what was coming. Every time the door opened to the room, she would start up again. She is simply too smart for her own good. I basically had to lay on top of her so her pediatrician could examine her. When it came time for the shots, the nurse and I both were laying on top of her. I was so embarrassed. Poor Keegan sat in a chair the whole time, not saying a word. He got the sucker.

We are happy to report that Presley is a healthy little girl weighing in at 23.5 pounds and measuring 31.5 inches long, though I think the length is inaccurate because of her squirming. Either that or she shrank since her last checkup.

Yeah, she's happy. NOW.