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Dallin Update

Just for the record Dallin hadn't slept well since he was sleeping well in my 18 month post. I jinxed us. Last night was the first time since then that I slept from 10-730 and it felt like heaven.


We stayed with Dallin in nursery today because we can't trust him with other kids. He doesn't tolerate anyone being annoying or taking something from him. He still grabs at us when he wants something and only recently started to be "soft" and "show love" to say he is sorry, but only to us. I do not know why he pinch grabs! It's annoying though, especially when it's the cheeks of his sister or other kids. We just wish he would use his words, but I'm guessing it has something to do with his slow communication. It's getting better. We've added a few more words, but still pretty slow going and not often or on cue. "Bye Bye" and "baby" 

And since he started teething (hence the restless nights, runny diapers, nightly congestion, etc...) he naturally wants to bite as well. So he is a real hot mess, but is actually more cute than not, especially in the mornings. He is definitely my morning child. But dude, I just wish he could chill out the chair climbing, screaming & pinch grab/bites - I have that child! I just hate that others don't get to see his cuteness as often as I do. I'm scared for the year of two, but maybe it's only up from here once teething is over, right??

I took him to the doc to get his Hep A shot and the doctor wasn't concerned as long as he has said about 10 words. He said sister probably speaks enough for him...(she barely let the doc speak; I had to calm her down). However, although he has stayed at the high 86% in weight...he dropped to 7% in height! So his BMI is off the charts.

31 inches, 27 pounds

Everything else looked good.







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