It's really been a pretty boring month since you saw me last. I have another tooth (my first molar), am saying a few more words (my repertoire now consists of sounds that mean eye, clock, duck, quack, woof, bottle, zipper, yes, up, down and ball), and have grown a bit more.
Yes, as of my 15-month checkup (which actually happened at 15.5 months), I weigh a hearty 33 pounds 5 ounces and am 33.75" tall. That is really rather large. At least I am able to walk myself to and fro now, so everyone's arms are getting a bit of a break.
Anyway, the parents have been pretty bad about taking pictures this month, so this is all I have to share. You want to see more? Leave a comment here. Maybe mom will get the hint. ;)
This is how I help out when we get home from the grocery store:
The first time Mommy saw me do this with her camera bag, she nearly had a heart attack because she thought the camera was in the bag! The joke was on her, though. It was empty. :)
This is just an EXTREME CLOSE UP.
And here I am getting drunk on a stuffed duck—not chocolate!—at the
Jaques Torres chocolate bar in NYC: