Tough Guy, huh?

We had Miles' 18 month well-care visit at the pediatrician office on Tuesday. He was a little maniac. He's finally tall enough (90th percentile, we discovered) to reach the door knob in the doctor's office . . . so, there was no hope of happily detaining him in that little room while we waited and waited and waited for the doctor to arrive. Then, once the doc finally showed, there was still no hope of keeping him happy. He wanted out - BADLY. A little growling, a little screaming, even some flailing of the arms. I know - you're all likely shocked at this point . . . surprisingly, Miles is not the angel that he has thus far paraded as. :)

Anyway, it's finally time for his shots. He lays on the table, and takes 'em . . . one by one, just staring down the nurse. When we're done he sits up and waves bye-bye as she walks out the door. Scott and I exchange a couple looks of disbelief, get Miles dressed, and finally let him leave that small room. Not a tear or whimper. Keep in mind, this is from the kid who let out a scream last time that the nurse described as the loudest she had ever heard. seriously

So Long, Summer~

With this suddenly chilly weather, I'm doing some good reflecting on our summer. It has been awesome. But, you wouldn't know it from the looks of our blog . . . I guess we've been too busy to report back about anything. Looking at our calendar, I realized that we haven't been in our home for more than 1 1/2 weeks at any time since early June. We're finally settling back into real life and there's something surprisingly alluring about the fall temps.

. . . I know, weird. We went to the pool last night for one last hoorah and Miles' lips and the surrounding flesh were decidedly blue by the time we left. Thankfully, he was too busy partying with his new basketball to notice.

Sweet summer, I'm going to miss you. What will we do without pool days and popsicles and flip flops? It's going to be rough . . . but we'll get through it. I think it's the cute little boy fall fashions that are somehow managing to excite me about pumpkins, cinnamon, and the inevitably changing leaves.