Parker has his 2 year physical.  It was a bit late, May 18th (my birthday) to be exact.  After the mishap with him being prescribed DOUBLE the amount of penicillian, I will only see 3 doctors at that practice.  Sometimes getting an appointment with one of those three doctors is a little challenging - and it's even worse when you show up for the appointment 24 hours late.  So - almost 2 months late - Parker had his 2 year checkup.

• Weight: 27 big juicy pounds
• Height: 34 inches
• Head Circumference: 48 (i assume centiments, not inches!)

All of his measurements put him in the 50th percentile.  Gone are the days of worrying about him being small!

As far as developmental milestones, verbally he is way past an "average" 2 year old (whatever average is.)  He has the advantage of learning everything from Stewart.  Actions, behaviors, vocabulary, etc - during the day he is my shadow but as soon as Stewart gets home, Parker becomes his shadow until daddy gets home.  It's cute.  Annoying at times.  Sometimes I would just like to go to the bathroom ALONE.  Without having to ask for privacy.

Stewart got a little measuring up as well.  Dr. Cucuzella takes good care of the Bondurants.

• Weight: 61 big juicy pounds
• Height: 48 inches

Incase you haven't already realized, Stewart is a mere 10.5 inches shorter than me.  YES the POINT FIVE is IMPORTANT. Especially when we are discussing a SEVEN YEAR OLD being less than a foot away from looking me square in the eye.  I got him some new Crocs for the summer.  The kid needed a size that is equivalent to a women's 4/5.  I put the shoe on and could wear it - my heel hung off the back just a tad but in a pinch, I could slip them on. His measurements put him at 50th percentile for height and 75th percentile for weight.

Anyway, the day will come when both of my boys are taller than me.  When I can ask them to get down the "x" from the top shelf in the kitchen.  :)

Here are the pics!  (This is the exact reason why film cameras are practically obselete.  It took me 9 months to get these pictures developed - and I didn't even take the full roll of film in the little disposable camera.  The only good thing about disposable cameras is that they come in a thick waterproof plastic case.

We have gotten accustomed to Parker throwing things down the stairs:  empty bottles, clothes, toys, blanket, books.  He doesn't discriminate.  If he can pick it up, he will chuck it down the stairs.

Last night, we told the kids to get ready for bed.  Stewart ran into his playroom to get a book to read for his pre-bed quiet time.  Parker took off after him.  Bill and I sank down and relaxed a little more.  We were sitting in bed watching the Olympics.  It didn't really phase me when I heard the familar thump, thud, thump, thud, thump thud.  I was trying to figure out what he threw down the stairs because it didn't sound hard, and it wasn't making the soft plushy sound of a stuffed animal.  I realized what the thump thud thump thud was the same time that Bill jumped out of bed and started running towards the stairs, which was the same time that Stewart ran into our room screaming, "PARKER!  PARKER!  HE FELL DOWN THE STAIRS!!!!"  By the time we got to the stairs, Parker had thumped his way all the way to the bottom of the stairs.  He was crying but he had started to crawl back up.  Bill scooped him up and was comforting him.  I looked over to accuse Stewart of pushing Parker (they have been having little brother arguments lately) but Stewart was visably shaken.  I kneeled down to hug him and to thank him for telling us about Parker's accident and my sweet little Stewart started to cry.  He was upset and I think seeing his brother tumble down the stairs really scared him.

We aren't quite sure how it happened but we think it involved the throwing of dirty laundry down the stairs.  The first time Parker took a tumble down the stairs, he lost his balance while trying to throw his favorite blanket down.  He is so tough.  He falls down the stairs (our stairs are oak with no carpeting) and even though he was scared and hurt and crying, he started crawling his way back up the stairs.  That's Parker.  He is tough.  His little body is all fine, no horrible bumps, bruises, scrapes, or cuts.  He just has a little nickel sized bruise on his cheek.

Parker is tough and it is going to take more than a fall down the stairs to get him down.

Stewart is sweet and sensitive and he loves his little brother.  

I am a very lucky mommy to have such wonderful little boys.

Since November, it seems like Parker is just a little bit sweeter, more cuddly - and last week, all last week, he was giving me kisses and randomly saying, "i love you."  And then something happened and he's kindeve a little whiny "Mine" and "NO!" monster.  It doesn't help that Stewart is around to encourage or aggrivate the situation. 

Parker is still having a hard time going to bed at night.  He is soo stubborn.  If we had the patience, he would get up all night long.  He gets up and we go put him back to bed and he gets up and we go pit him back to bed and he gets up - infinity.  Our biggest fear as parents, as a married couple (!) is that he will go the way of Stewart and want to sleep in bed with us all the time.  Stewart only stopped getting in bed with us when Parker arrived.  We aren't having anymore children - Parker could sleep in bed with us forever!  So we don't let him in bed with us - unless it's after 6am.  If he gets up in the middle of the night we go put him back in his crib - which only has to be done once.  It is somehow much easier to get him to go back to sleep than it is to get him to go to sleep in the first place.   

I've stopped fighting with him at nap time - and I will close the blinds and the curtains and turn on some soft relaxing music and let him take his nap in our bed.  Somehow it works.  He doesn't fight it as much - maybe it's because he likes our bed or because he can see me sitting at my desk doing homework.  I can't tell you how much i love his bright red cheeks when he wakes up from his nap.  It's like I rubbed some rouge into his little cheeks - they are so red.  It is such a contrast to his fair skin.   

So this was a really tough weekend for all of us.  Bill and I both had homework.  I spent some time reading with Stewart.  I made a really awesome roast (will post the recipe soon) and I made the white bean and winter vegetable soup.  It was really good.  Not bad for my first time with leeks, escarole, and kale.  Parker and Stewart seemed exceptionally rambunctious.  Boys.  Apparently, while in the basement with dad, they were having a "battle royale" and it involved throwing balls at each other and hitting each other with sticks/swords.  I think dad had to break it up.  But they are both growing and i guess this is all part of having 2 boys.

I hope the terrible twos don't last long.  I don't remember Stewart going through an exceptionally bad or long period of terribleness - but then that probably means that Parker will have the terribles until he's 10.