Daddy took Augie to his 18 month doctor visit the other day.
Emily: So, how’d it go?
Kyle: You know, fine. They gave him, like, four vaccines.
Emily: Yeah, so what’d the doctor say?
Kyle: Well, he asked if Augie was talking, and I said no.
Emily: No?? He talks! Kind of! You never tell them just NO…
Kyle: Why not? I mean, I told him that Augie says, like, “Mom” and “Knock Knock” and tells us jokes and stuff, and the doctor said, “Oh, so he’s jargoning.” But he wants us to take him to speech therapy if he doesn’t have six words in the next two weeks.
So there’s that. He’s “jargoning.” If I didn’t really like our pediatrician, I’d say he was being alarmist for recommending speech therapy. But I do really like our pediatrician, and so does everyone on Yelp, so I’m just going to hope that Augie will increase his vocabulary and we won’t have to cross that bridge. Because, really, what can a speech therapist do with an 18 month old that I can’t do? (No offense, speech therapists; I just think it must be pretty basic stuff at this point, right?)
Augie is 25 pounds and 32 inches, gaining just one pound and one inch in the last six months. That puts him in the 25-50 percentile for both height and weight. But he still has a big head at 19 inches.
For the record, Augie DOES have six words: Mom, Daaa, Dat-chu, Up, Knock Knock, and Dat-chu*.
Anyway. When he’s not at the pediatrician’s office, and when I’m not comparing him to Tumblr babies, some of whom are already rehearsing their valedictorian speeches (I’m looking at you, Olivia!), I think Augs is a pretty smart and funny little dude.
Please talk. I love you.
P.S. Hours after I wrote this, we were at Target when August yelled out of nowhere, “ADELAIDE!” Kyle and I were stunned. And then we just laughed. Aaand, I just remembered that he also says “Pee-a-boo” and I’m pretty sure he said “Help” today. Take that, Dr. Hu!
P.P.S Yes our pediatrician’s name is Dr. Hu, which would be even cooler if we had ever watched a Dr. Who episode.
*I know I mentioned dat-chu twice, but it means both “thank you” and “bless you” depending on the context. Good manners, this guy. (Except that he breaks down when I try to get him to say “please.”)