Wednesday Claire and I took Reed to his nine-month pediatrician appointment. His height was down an inch from a month ago (thanks to the super-accurate measuring technique of simultaneously yanking on his head and foot) and he's up almost a pound. He's not crawling yet but seems so much closer today than he was even Wednesday. He's saying lots of MAMA, DADA, GAGA sounds. Apparently he says mama in an anxious tone when I'm not around. Reed got two more shots, the last round of Hep B and the last flu shot, and he was tested for lead and hemoglobin (both normal).