Fifteen Months, Oh, and Jon's Birthday

Today, Seth did something that Matthew never did; he had a fifteen month check-up. Maybe the days of him being in Matthew's shadow are coming to an end;but probably not.

Both boys were so excited to see the doctor, they couldn't sleep. Then again, maybe it was their runny noses that kept them up. Seth woke up at 1 am and I fed him and spent about 45 minutes putting him back down. Not to be outdone by his brother, Matthew woke up at 3am. I hurried to get him out of the room before he woke Seth up again and then spent the next hour trying to get him to sleep in our bed. (Jon was sleeping on the couch because had more work to do when I went to bed at around 11pm and he didn't want to wake me up when he was ready to go to sleep.) Unfortunately, Seth woke up again a little before 4am. At this point I was forced to wake up Jon. Jon helped Seth get to sleep and after that he let me sleep on the couch while he attempted to cajole Matthew to sleep in our bed. Before too long, Jon had to start getting ready for work, which he did while Matthew rested. When Jon left at 6am (a late morning for him), Matthew had agreed to stay in bed until Jon called him from work. Well, fortunately Matthew didn't wake up to Jon's call that came around 7am, but I did. Thus began the day.

Jon often comments on wives' birthday/anniversary/whatever tributes to their husbands and says claiming he'd hate me if I ever wrote something like those for him. So, I will try not to be too sappy; but I think that the story of last night so aptly illustrates why I'm thankful to have him. He's such a dedicated husband, father, and employee. He continually puts the needs of others ahead of his own. I'm grateful for all he does for me and the boys.

Jon trying to hide from the camera while opening birthday presents.

So, on to Seth. Since he was already sick, Seth probably had one of the roughest doctor's appointments yet. The sun was shining this morning and we only live about half a mile or so from the doctor's office, so I thought it would be a great day for the boys to ride their "bikes" to the appointment. Well, it was a little colder than I thought and Seth didn't seem to enjoy the ride. He screamed when I had to put him down to be weighed and measured. He calmed down a little bit before our doctor came in, but obviously didn't enjoy the poking and prodding. Then came the shot. For the rest of the day he was just a little out of sorts. I'm hoping that he can sleep well tonight and be at least back to a normal-sick as opposed to a I'm-sick-and-I-just-got-a-booster-shot-that-left-my-thigh-sore.

So, here are the stats:

Height: 32.25 in (75%)
Weight: 22 lbs, 13 oz (25%) This includes a pretty soggy diaper.

Here's a few recentish pictures:

For all those of you that are thinking: "Julie, no wonder the boy was cold and unhappy, he's wearing shorts," don't worry, this picture was not taken today.

More pictures of our little Dalmatian and his firefighter brother to come soon!