doctor's appointment

Barely off the plane and right to the doctor's office it was Tuesday for Jonah's belated 15-month appointment. He got measured, weighed, and poked - ouch! His thirty-plus word vocabulary impressed the doctor who informed us he's well ahead of the six-word average for his age. My head bobbed with pride like a peacock's upon hearing this. This doctor, by the way, stole Jonah's name for her own son who was born last summer. I guess I should think of it as a compliment. Jonah's weight is a little low, but nothing to worry about too much apparently. His height is about average, I gather. No more shots for a very long time, I hope.