BoaM (now re-named “Toddler on a Mission,” or “ToaM”) had his one year check up yesterday.  Yes, I know, it’s almost exactly 1 month late, but there it is.  Anyway, it turns out he is in the 90th percentile for height and 75th percentile for weight, far outpacing Chatterer, who at the same point in his life was in the 50th percentile for both.

ToaM also received his vaccinations against Measles, Mumps & Rubella.  He handled them like a champ.  He cried for about 30 seconds after the shots and then was his normal bubbly self.  He ended up with a four hour nap after it all, and seems to be a perfectly normal little boy (except that his parents think he’s extraordinarily gifted just like his big brother, but we’re biased.)

Yes, it’s true.  BoaM’s school has been closed since Wednesday so MM and I have been trading off duties during the day.  (Well, actually I was home Wednesday and Thursday and he’s home today.)  Anyway, BoaM woke up before Chatterer this morning.  I’m busy changing him and he’s testing his words… “ba ba” and I’m trying to get him to say “ma ma.”  (It’s happened before…) and in walks MM.  BoaM is all excited and starts saying… you guessed it “da da” over and over again.  Just like Chatterer did.  Experts say it’s because the “d” sound is easier.  Whatever.  One of these days some child somewhere is going to say “mama” first and mothers around the world will rejoice.  Until then… BoaM’s first word (that he actually associates with the correct person/thing/action) is “Dada.”