Average

Matt took Alex for his one-year-old checkup yesterday.

He's at the 50th percentile for weight, and the 50th percentile for height, and the 45th percentile for head size. All in all, thoroughly average.

He also has a head cold, complete with double ear infections. Whether this is the same ear infections he had before Christmas, or a resurgence, or a completely new set, we're not sure, but the doctor prescribed some seriously bacterial-ass-kicking antibiotics for him, just to make sure to stamp on it until it's dead, this time. And some cough syrup, to help him sleep better. He can't get his immunization shots while he's sick, though, so we have another appointment to bring him back in a couple of weeks for that.

Otherwise, she inquired into his diet (he eats a pretty wide variety of foods, we've made the switch from formula to whole milk, he's adamantly uninterested in moving from a bottle to a sippy cup, though he'll tolerate the cup if we take the valve out so he doesn't have to put any effort into it), his talking progress (babbling up a storm, sometimes even with something like purpose, obviously understands a few words like Mommy and Daddy and banana), and his walking progress (he's starting to take four or five unsupported steps at a time, but if he notices anyone watching him, he'll sit down right away). She pronounced him perfect and beautiful (as she always does) and sent them on their way.