Bridget and I just got back from her 15 month check up and shopping trip. She is getting less and less agreeable at her check ups- doctors, nurses, needles, scales, ear checker things aren't really allowed to touch her. We made it out alive though. She's 23 pounds; 50th%ile for weight, head, and height.
After the doctor, we went to Target where she and I fell in love with some pink glittery Converse sneaker shoes. Too big- couldn't get them. Bridget was not happy. Then we went to lunch at Panera. I ordered for her like she was a big girl, and she polished off her meal: grilled cheese, yogurt, banana (from home), and milk. She loved everything.
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I can't believe how long her hair is getting :)
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