It's official: He's a leprechaun.

Aiden, that is. My little squirt of a son. With his birthday so close to St. Patty's Day, and with those elven ears, I've often described him to folks as a leprechaun. And after his 15-month check-up today, it seems I'm not that far off in my description! Aiden came in at a whopping 19 lb 7 oz (still below 3%), just a bit short of that elusive 20 lb mark. After discussing his much-improved eating habits, as well as his developmental achievements, Dr. Brown seemed very satisfied. "He's on his own little growth curve, but he's happy and completely healthy," he said. That was enough to calm my nerves. He also expects Aiden to be around 23 to 24 lb at two years old. I guess we'll just have to wait and see on that.
Before this morning's appointment, Aiden decided he was going to get on my bad side. It was pretty much my fault, but that's beside the point. I was getting ready in the bathroom and heard him yelling the next room. I went out in the kitchen to get him some juice, and by the time I returned to the living room, he was gone. I did, however, hear the distinct sound of splashing. My worst fear was confirmed as I made it to the bathroom door to discover him smiling joyously as he splashed the water in the toilet bowl. How. Gross. I was able to extract my "revenge," however, by taking him to his check-up, where he received some more vaccinations :)