Our "Baby" is 15 months

Yes, Dagny's 15 months! On October 3rd, she turned 15 months and we went to the doctor to get her checked up.  The big waiting room is always more fun than the little one, isn't it?

 But soon we did get called in and Dagny was stripped down for her weight and height measurements.  She tipped the scale at 24 lbs 6 oz (she gained less than a pound from 3 months ago, it must have been my imagination that he was becoming a sack of potatoes) and is 32" tall.  This puts her near the 70th percentile for weight and 92nd for height!

Then we had to wait a while for the doctor, but Dagny busied herself with a book and didn't seem to mind the wait.

 She cried from the moment the doctor walked in to the moment she finished her exam, it was fairly pathetic and mildly ridiculous but we managed to make it through.  Then it was time to talk "shots."  Dagny was scheduled for two plus the flu shot, but the doctor asked me if I wanted to get Finley's flu shot as well and then things got ugly.  I didn't even think the mild mannered big brother in the corner was listening, but he heard me say "yes" and began crying hysterically.  However, we calmed him down and the doctor asked him if he wanted the shot or the "nose spray" (flumist vaccine).  He promptly said, "No shot!" so we opted for the spray.  He took it like a champ and Dagny took hers less so, but soon we were done and on our way home.

At 15 months, Dagny is doing awesome.  She's super social, eats pretty well, walks, nearly runs, climbs, waves, kind of sings, makes animal sounds on command, and is really starting to build an amazing vocabulary.  At 15 months, Finley was making lots of sounds but no understandable words, so   it's been nice to know what Dagny wants, needs, or thinks at an earlier age.  Some useful words she uses: mommy/mama, Daddy/Dada, lovey (wovey), num-num (food/snack), up, cheese, book (usually followed by "read it"), outside, shoe, bup (means open, for some reason), no, ya (yes), sit, poop (i bet you can figure that one out), and the list goes on.  She can also say Finley, which sounds like "winnee" right now and her own name sounds like "Nagny" which is adorable.  She can repeat almost anything you ask her to say and will often surprise you with a word you didn't know she knew like when we went to a playground and she some some pebbles that she wanted to dig in, so she pointed to my bag and asked, "shovel"?  Or when we were bounding around the basement and she asked, "tunnel?" and looked around and then we took our tunnel out and she was thrilled!

Other Dagny-isms of the moment:
-asking to "sit" up on the couch (she needs a boost) to look at a book (up and down and over and over)
-if you say "outside" you better be prepared to take her out within five minutes, or she'll wait by the door until you do
-loves drawing with sidewalk chalk outside and crayons and a pencil inside
-wearing too many necklaces and then nearly choking herself with them
-continues to adore "lovey" time with Finley and all their loveys (Rocky, Hops, and Owly)
-opening the cabinet when she's hungry to help herself
-putting hats on and off and on and off
-waving and blowing kisses to all
-eating mini-popsicles on a stick like a pro
-riding in her big red car around the neighborhood
-loves Twinkle, Twinkle, Wheels on the Bus, and Row Row Row your Boat

Here are some photos from the past couple of weeks that capture Dagny in her 15 month old glory.

Always stylish :)

And some videos, too.

When she had just started talking:

Goofing in the basement:

Exploring at our local kids' museum:

Love you, girl!