She had her 15 month appointment this week. Her head is still 95th percentile while her weight hangs out around 30th. My small girl with the big head.
She was content to look at the books until her doctor came in, at which point she waved by and tried to leave. She does not love people messing with her. Unless it involves finger nail polish apparently. You can’t tell in the picture, but all twenty of her nails are painted purple. She begged one of her sitters to do it. Anyway, that’s off topic, but it did not make me look credible when I told the doctor that she cries no matter who tries to make her sit still. I might have a girly girl on my hands.
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