Here in NY they make you come for a 2.5 year check-up. Ryan was NOT excited about it AT ALL. He was great between the nurse and doctor entering the room and after they left, but while they were there it was not fun. I got to get weighed because he refused, and then we got to measure him on the baby blanket because he wouldn't stand up. I tried to prepare him by telling him they were just going to look in his ears and mouth and as soon as the doctor came in he covered his ears. Oh, stubborn Ryan.
At 2.5 he was 36 inches and 27 pounds. He has actually dropped a tiny bit of weight from 2, but he didn't eat much on vacation and had a temp so I don't think it mattered.
At 2.5 Ryan is constantly cracking us up. He may have been a late talker but he has definitely made up for it. A couple weeks ago I counted an 8-9 word sentence. He memorizes books just like Andrew did and loves to sing and make up songs. He remembers everything about everybody (telling me a phone cover I was looking at wasn't like mine, it was like Uncle Mike's because of the color). He likes to make sure everyone around him knows when something matches, whether its clothes, toys, cars, etc.. He loves to play balls and jump and is completely and utterly a true rambunctious boy.
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