Look Who's Average

My little man is 18 months old already. How did that happen? Anyway, I took him for his 18 month well check on Wednesday and we learned that he's perfectly average. In the 50th percentile for height and weight. He's doing all the things that 18 month old little boys should be doing. There are some parents out there whose child is always the biggest, the best, doing the most fantastic things. And yes Clayton is all of those things to me. But, with all that Chad and I have going on it's so very nice to have a healthy, normal, growing, active little boy with absolutely no problems. That we know of. I feel like Clayton sometimes get pushed to the way side on this here blog because of our current situation with Johanna. So today, it's all about him.

All of these pics were taken on our recent trip to the large square states. And, I must confess that I swiped these from our friend Phil. Thanks Phil, they are the best pics of him. I love them.Chillin' at Thermopolis State Park. There was a large amount of grass for at Clayton's disposal, and he took advantage of every bit of it. This is a face like his Mommy's. I'm afraid I make this face way too much, and he's picked it up.

We stopped at a tack shop for Chad to buy some spurs that he's been needing to work with his horses, and we happened upon a pooch named Shorty. Clayton was immediately ready to bring Shorty back to NC. What can I say my child is like his Mama. He loves dogs, all kinds shapes, and sizes.


A stick at Yellowstone. I don't know why this entranced him like it did. But, I'm not 18 months old anymore either.

Just a cute pic. This is a Chad face.

This one is my absolute favorite. This is what he does best. He's always active and on the go. Running everywhere anymore, and almost always with a cheesy grin.

Again, he looks so much like his Daddy to me. For the most part, he's natured more like Chad which is a good thing. It will be better for Clayton and the world in the long run if he can stay that way.

On the plane. We had an accident with a coke, and his shirt was soaked. He was happy to be half nakey. That's my big boy. He stole my heart a long time ago, and has been more fun than I could have ever imagined. I don't know why we waited so long to have babies, or why we were so scared about having little ones. Being a Mom has been the best job I could ever have.