Logan is 15 months old!

We just arrived home from Logan's 15 month appointment. He is doing everything a "normal" kid his age is doing and is in the 25th percentile for both height and weight. No more preemie here! He weighs in at 23 pounds and is 30.25 inches tall! The boy's head circumference is in the 50th percentile! Yippy! I am completely amazed at how my little guy has caught up with the rest of his peers. After two shots and a few tears, we went out into the storm and shared McNuggets and fries. Luckily, the worst of the storm passed over us as we were inside the doctor's office. It has been storming here since 3:45 this morning, but it looks like the skies are finally clearing.

We took our first trip to the pool last week. Logan "rowed" in his boat while Jayden played in the water and Zeke threw all the toys into the pool. It was a perfect day! Stacey and I have decided that the rest of the summer should be spent at the pool, so we planned to go today and it rained. Maybe it will warm up enough by Thursday for us to go again. Thank you Clardy's for letting us get outside on these hot days!
These days, Logan can't go anywhere without his ball. We went to Wal-Mart a few weeks ago and had the best time with this playground ball. He picked it out of the bin and chased it down the aisle. After getting back into the cart, Logan would throw the ball to other customers, drop it and watch it bounce, or put it in someone else's basket. It was a blast. Now he is obsessed with a different ball, Daddy's basketball. Every time we are in the garage, we have to go out and shoot some hoops. He also knows where the gym is at the church and says ball each time he comes close to it. Without reserve, he will run into the gym with the big kids and steal balls from the other children. He has no idea that he is the littlest one there. He is becoming such an independent little man!

Logan also is really enjoying his sand box. The colored sand looks so funny on his legs. Jason called him smurf man yesterday. He likes it so much that this morning, as I was on the deck taking care of the flowers that were left out during the storm, Logan snuck out into the rain and pulled the lid off the sandbox and was trying to get into it. He wasn't at all affected by the heavy wind and rain. I guess the fear of weather is learned.
New this month: Logan can drink from a straw, say ball, throw a ball, take a diaper to the trash, take off his shirt and shoes, bring you something familiar (juice, block, ball, shoe), and put things away.