Picture Day

I took Alexis to get her 15-month pictures today. Silly woman was all about sticking her tongue out the entire time. Seriously, there were about 6 shots with her tongue hanging down over her bottom lip. The only other thing I will say about the adventure that is photo time is that I miss the days when you could sit her down and she just stayed there. There's not much sitting still going on anymore, especially now that she has learned how to climb down from high places.

Dorda . . . Dorda . . . Dorda . . . Dorda

Alexis and I ventured to Babies 'R Us earlier today in search of some frilly socks for her to wear for portraits tomorrow. First, let me just say that frilly socks are hard to come by. I must be the only parent in the history of parenthood to not actually like the socks because they are sold out everywhere.

Anyway, I've decided to rename Babies 'R Us. It shall henceforth be referred to as Doras 'R Us. A certain one-year old has decided that Dora the Explorer is her new hero. She was running around the store yelling "Dorda, Dorda" and picking up every flipping Dora thing she could find. She had a sprinkler, a bubble blower, five plates, a cup, a doll, an ice pack, a bath toy, some place mats, a video, and heaven knows what else. And she thought she was keeping it all. Every last thing. And I'm weak, so she did come home with the doll. But for the record, it was only because she signed "baby, please." Really, who can say no to a please? But the real mystery is where this "Dorda" fascination came from. Alexis has a ball pit and place mats with Dora on them. That's it. No videos, no books, nothing else. She really doesn't need anything Dora; she has a real-life Dora twin in daycare with her. Seriously--if you told me Zoe was the inspiration for Dora, I would absolutely believe you.

And now for her latest stunt, Dora's biggest fan will stand on a chair--not once, but twice! I'd be more impressed if she would learn to sit her little fanny in the chair, but I don't think that will be happening any time soon.

And the Doctor Says . . .

Alexis survived her 15-month Pediatrician appointment yesterday. She weighed in at a petite 26.4 pounds and is about 32 inches tall. She no longer hits the charts at Amazon-baby size and instead is closer to the 75-90th percentile. She's still got a big head, but that was probably obvious. She did a really good job of cooperating through the whole exam. Until the shots, that is. Girlfriend has got a heck of a set of lungs on her. She knows how to use them when she's mad, that's for sure. For the record, the peditrician called her smart again. Dr. Walcyk was impressed her with self-feeding skills and huge vocabulary of about 10 words. Once again, Dr. Walcyk is the greatest and wisest pediatrician of all time.

Here's Alexis and Meg up to no good last night. Meg is getting to a point where she really doesn't like Alexis; it's too bad Alexis really likes Meg and follows her all over the place.