Last week, my little Avery started in the senior toddler room at daycare. He is growing up before my very eyes. He wasn't even phased by the transition. I couldn't believe it. Actually, now that I think about it, all of his "boyz" are still around to play with, so of course he wouldn't mind. His new teachers have already told me that they are impressed with his ferocious appetite and how well he can kick a soccer ball. I am telling you, AC Milan better save a space for him at their training camp.
This morning I went on a tour of the school Avery and Elliott will be attending from junior kindergarten until sixth grade. I've got to say I got a little emotional seeing all the kids running through the halls and realizing in two short years, one of those kids would be Avery. The school is amazing and I am so happy that this is the one they will be attending.
Elliott had his six month appointment at his doctors on Friday. I was quite surprised to find out he weighs only 7kg. I thought for sure he would be heavier than Avery was. His doctor was not concerned. She could see within the couple of minutes of examination that Elliott moves around so much that he is just burning off energy quicker than he can take it in. Enter operation Chunkify Elliott. Our doctor gave us a feeding guide to help assist our little man in gaining some weight. Lucky. I wish someone would prescribe this diet to me: lots of eating all the time. He needs it. He came in at 5-10th% for weight and 50-75th% for height - just like mom! Ha.
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So once again, our weekend flew by. Packed with birthday parties and festivals, we barley had a moment's rest. It included a trip to the fabulous Chudleighs farm (can't wait to go back) and a visit to Misty & Troy's for an afternoon of fun activities and delicious food. Once again, Happy Birthday Ben and Braylon. Hope you each got everything you wished for.
