Well, we finally had Megan’s 2 year appt with Dr. G. It was so hard to get an appointment, I just made Lauren and Megan joint appointments and that worked out well. Megan is 26 lbs (40%) and 33 7/8″ (30%). She got her one shot and laughed the whole time.

Megan is such a funny kid. She is very funny. And she talks up a storm! We had open house at Winters Chapel on Thursday. Megan is a Luck Duck this year with Miss Diane (from Games Galore) and Miss Geraldine (from Lauren’s Busy Bee days). I tried to explain to her how this will work but she thinks I should stay. So . . . Tuesday isn’t going to go well. But hopefully it will only take a few days to get the hang of things. We’ll see.

Megan *loves* to sit on the potty. She is pretty much poopy potty trained, but not tinkle yet. Sometimes we have to get ready to go somewhere and you just can’t get her off that potty! I tried to clean the potty seat and put it away so she would start using the big potty, but she cried. So of course I brought it back out.

Dekalb County called last week and had a cancellation the next day at 9am (Friday) for a speech evaluation. Our original appointment was for August 28th so this is much better. They tested her eyesight, hearing, and all kinds of weird things like walking on a line, jumping, and putting beads on a string. The result is that she is fine with all of those things but below average in speech. So we’ll go back at the end of June for an “articulation evaluation” and then I go back at the end of July for a parent conference. Can they string this out any longer? Sheesh.

Megan was talking in her sleep this morning at 5am. “Daddy. Ball! Ball. Daddy” and so forth. So the Fitzgerald sleeptalking line continues on. Lauren has done it a few times but not lately.

We had muffins with Mom this week at school so that was nice. Megan’s class was terrorized and looked like deer in the headlights. Then once one wanted mommy they all did. But that’s about you’d expect. It was very cute.

Gerry is fighting with some stray cat. Sigh. Not sure what to do about that. And Pat has been working *all* the time to get this project at TNT done. If he’s home before 7:30pm I consider that early. He has brought some work home this weekend, but at least he’s not going in so that’s nice. Not sure what we’re doing for mother’s day yet, other than maybe dinner tonight. I’m just glad to every around and happy and healthy.

We were back home for Megan’s actual birthday so we had a little party at home. Lauren and I made a cake and cupcakes. Megan was still grumpy from the trip but enjoyed the cake experience a little more this time.

She was super at her doctor’s appointment. She weighed 19lbs 2oz which was the 25%ile, and she was 29inches tall which is the 50%ile.
It took about 2 weeks to ween her completely. We had to put the whole milk into a bottle (which she never had much before) and warm it up to get her to drink it. About a week later I tried to nurse her to relieve my pressure but she would have none of it! It was easy then to switch from the bottle to the sippy cup and she’s never looked back. Yay!!!

Daddy came down towards the end of our trip for Megan’s birthday party. Aunt Marilyn hosted the party at her house so all the kids could swim and Mor Mor and Aunt Wendy supplied all of the food. We had a super time. Megan wouldn’t nap that day (sleeping down in FL was a nightmare the whole trip) so when it was finally time for cake she was really not in the mood.

Well, I’m way behind on my blogging so let me quickly catch up. We spent almost three weeks in Palm Coast in late June-early July. We spent have the time at Mor Mor’s and Grandpa’s and the other half at Nana’s house. We went to see the beach (which was scary for mom because the ocean was quite rough and Lauren is sooo brave), Marineland, and just visiting with everyone. It was a great time, but a little long. I think we’ll stay for less than three weeks next summer.

A bird built a nest where we hang the hose and sprinkler. We’ve been keeping an eye on them and they seem to be doing fine. Last week Gerry the cat brought in two wrens (one dead, one somewhat alive - thanks, Don, for helping get him out of the house!). I was worried that one of the birds was the mommy bird. Alas, the babies seem to be doing well. Hopefully they’ll stay clear of Gerry.

Video of Megan walking, yelling “Daddy”, and waving