My little Jace turned 15 months old yesterday. Since I’m a first time father I have no idea when you stop counting in months and adhere strictly to years, but 15 months sounds better than 1 year, 3 months or 1 & 1/3 years old.
At 15 months he’s walking great, and even starting to carry stuff around when he walks. He talks frequently, but the words are indistinguishable. We’ve been working on da-da (dad) and gaja (the Korean word for “let’s go”). But it all pretty much runs together. He also does high-fives, claps and does the Vegas version of goodbye, which looks a suspiciously like a guy waving “Stay” at a blackjack table more than a wave goodbye.
His 15-month checkup validated my fear that he is not growing as fast as he should be. He’s is 20 pounds, 1 ounce and 29 inches long. Those two measurements are good in relation to one another, but the bottom of the scale as far as his age. I am hoping for a growth spurt. His stature has proved to be a boon in the clothes department. His 9 month clothes lasted well into his 13 month and he still has room to grow into his 12 month clothes. I’m getting great value on the Iron Man, Batman and Superman shirts I bought for him at Target.
On the positive side, his cranium is huge just like his father’s large noggin.
Jace is starting to assert his dominion over his canine pal, Ace. He’s not afraid of wrestling for toys with him. He’s not afraid of tug-of-war. He’s not afraid of much of anything. He’s become a daredevil who seeks out things to crawl onto to get to higher things. He also has a penchant for turning around feet first to get down from things and dropping to his feet. He is still a monkey.
He goes to school (daycare) four half-days per week. He loves his school and his friends there. He never cries when I leave him and he often isn’t ready to leave when he’s picked up. He is a gentle soul who loves to be around other people.
Tomorrow, we go for the car seat upgrade. He’s getting a little too big for his original car seat, though I am thrilled it lasted him 15 months.
Jace is one-of-a-kind, and I am lucky he’s my son.