Statistically speaking

Grady had his 9 month check-up today, and it went okay. He wasn't too thrilled to be there, as I think he was having flashbacks of his visits when he had RSV. He also wasn't thrilled when we had to go up to the big hospital afterwards for a venipuncture to check for anemia and lead poisoning. We do live in an old house/death trap, after all.

As for size, Grady is not quite the butterball he used to be. He weighs 19 pounds, 12 ounces (39th percentile down from 71st). He's also still on the short side, at 27 1/4 inches tall (16th percentile down from 40th). The doctor didn't seem concerned about the down turn, since G's obviously more mobile now and burning more calories. But I was warned that they will watch it, and if he continues to slide further we'll have to take action. I'm not sure what he meant by "action", but whatever.

So that's Grady at 9 months. The morning's activities have made him cranky, so I think the three of us are going to go for a walk.