I just keep on growing! Mama calls me a "healthy" baby boy, but we all know that means I have chunky thighs and kissable cheeks. The hair on the back of my head is starting to rub off. It's ok though, that's just the style for kids my age. I love to smile and coo. Except for this past week. My big sister coughing in my face finally did what you might expect it to do... it passed her cold right along to me! Thanks, sis, I owe you one. My longest stretch at night has been 7 hours, but I'm still not interested in sleeping at all from 5-7. It's amusing to watch my parents pull out all the stops to get me back to sleep. By the time they give up, so do I, and around 7 I'm back to sleep... just as Audrey is waking up. I'm not interested in taking a paci, but I think mama is not going to give up offering it. I overheard her saying how much easier life would be if I would just take it... but I'm not sure what she wants me to do with it. Every time I try to chew on it it just pops right back out of my mouth! My hands on the other... hand ;) are great for the sucking. If I could find my thumb I'm pretty sure I'd have it made.
I'm 12 lbs 13 oz (65th percentile) and 23.5" long (76th percentile). I'm wearing 3mo clothes, and I'm more or less the size my sister was when she was 4 months old.




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