big boy...but still my baby

Not so much a baby anymore...more like a big boy. A real live big boy.
Marshall turned 15 months old over the weekend and I am just now getting around to blogging about it (at least I'm getting to it now). Marshall has changed so much since I last did a month birthday blog (last one was at 12 months...oops)!

We took Marshall to the doctor on Friday.

weight: 27 pounds 9 ounces (90th percentile)
length: 31 inches (75th percentile)
head: still "off the charts big" (They literally don't give us any numbers when it comes to his head circumference, that's how big it is.)

What's Marshall up to these days?
-into everything cars, trucks, boats, and planes
-loves books, I mean LOVES them (most days I can't even get breakfast cleaned up and he is pulling me into the living room with a book in his hand)
-saying more words than I can count, he is quite verbal!
-sleeping late (oh, how I have waited for this day to come)
-going on an eating strike... so that weight should continue to "trend down" as the doctor says
-still loves his loveys (we have to wave and say "bye-bye" to them every morning and drop them back in the crib, otherwise he would carry them around all day...and that's just not okay)
-fascinated by the moon and stars
-"side" (outside) is his most favorite place to be
-he is non-stop motion all the time, which causes him to completely crash at nap time and bedtime

Marshie-Moo we love you! I told Aunt Sis today that you are more than I ever prayed for. I've thought about that more and I have come to realize that you are more than I even ever knew to pray for. You are the most precious gift and I am so thankful for you. You are my sweet sweet boy and I can't remember what life was like without you. I imagine it was pretty boring. Little buddy, you're the best! And even though you are becoming such a big boy, in a way... you'll always be my baby.