Miles is 18 months old!

He got to go to nursery for the first time on Sunday. I had prepared myself to stay in there with him because I knew that he wouldn't be comfortable with new teachers that he had never seen before and kids that he didn't know. But, no! He just walked away from me and broke my heart a little! He didn't even look back! What's up with that?! I'm his mom, he needs me! Not once did he turn around and say "See ya later" or "Thanks mom for feeding me, and taking care of me, and raising me to be a nice independent young toddler for the whole year and half of my life"! Nope he just walked away and started playing...... the nerve! So after a couple of minutes of standing in the corner sniffling, I decided that he really would be okay without me for two hours, and then I went off to my classes. Which I actually got to enjoy for once in the last year and a half - take that Miles! :) Then I picked him up from nursery, and he was happy to see me again. About an hour later at home when he wouldn't let me put him down and was clinging to me, I started daydreaming of next Sunday morning when I could drop him off again. :]

Miles had his check-up today. Everything is good with him. He is 34 inches tall (90%), and he weighs 24 pounds (50%). He is a little bit pigeon toed, but they aren't even concerned about that until about 3 years old, because most kids just grow out of it. Other than that, the doctor just confirmed to me that Miles is definitely the cutest, smartest, most well behaved 18 month old he has ever seen. :]