Amanda's doctor appointment

Amanda had her check-up today. As expected, she's doing just fine. She weighs 34 lbs. and is 38 inches tall, putting her in the 75th percentile for both. When asked, she informed the doctor that of course she talks to strangers and why yes, if one asked her to get into their car she would hop right in. Yeah, clearly we need to have a discussion there. Other than that, the doctor was wildly impressed with her verbal skills and she passed all her developmental tests with flying colors. Not that I was concerned. For instance, the doctor put a piece of paper on the ground and asked Amanda if she could jump over it. I knew that would be easy-peasy since I caught her jumping over her sister just the night before. Then she asked Amanda to copy what she was drawing and proceeded to draw a straight line. Umm the kid is drawing anatomically correct humans now ('til recently Mommy had boobies and a baby in her tummy and you can guess what Daddy has), she can probably handle a straight line. She did ask Amanda if she could pee in a cup and Amanda said no way, no how and refused to budge on the subject. Stand on one foot? Sure. Stack a bunch of blocks? No problem. Pee in a cup? Don't be stupid. Maybe next year.