He would not touch any food unless he could dip it in something...ketchup or ranch dip, etc,...then all he would do is lick the dip off of the food and that would be his meal! I remember an evening when he was 14 months old and ate a half of a hot dog for dinner. Oh, what a joyous night!
Anyway, he was such a little peanut - and never on the growth charts - that I had to bring him in to the doctor's office to get weighed every month. Finally, at 17 months old, I said "no more." He was healthy, he was growing each month...just slowly.
It's safe to say that C.J. was a little indulged. He was the first grandchild for my parents and his only cousin on the other side of the family was already 17. So, he got away with things that he probably shouldn't have been doing...case in point:
One of his favorite things to do was help my mom move their dishwasher over to the sink.
He continued to amaze us with his development and by 18 months he was walking down the stairs without even having to hold onto the rails.
Yes, he was just an incredibly happy toddler. No tantrums ever.
As he got closer to two he developed a love a puzzles
At his 2 year check-up he weighed barely more than he did the year before...20 lbs 8 ozs less than 3%)...but it didn't worry me anymore because he was eating better and I knew he was okay and healthy. He was just going to be small.
To be cont...
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