T was four months old yesterday.
Yup, buddy, four months!
He's pretty awesome. He's such a mellow kid still, and smiley. He has slept through the night a few nights since early September, although he has yet to get fully into that groove. He likes his peeps and is just a little bit more happy when Dad is home and he has everyone he is supposed to. He is doing well at daycare and he and I are in a production/consumption race, unlike his bottle-strike brother. No real interest in food yet, but he loves to sit with everyone at the dinner table.
Although sit is a loose term.
That outfit? E wore it when he was about
11 months old...we'll get the official info next week, but our back-room measurements put T at 16.4 pounds and 26 inches. Or... way ahead of
his brother. He is his own man....
Click for more big blue chair.
Edited to add: apparently T started rolling from his back to belly last week at daycare. He has done it for me when he wasn't completely flat, so I didn't count it. Punk.
Further edited to add (11-30): Still regarding that as a fluke, since I still haven't seen it three weeks later.
Still further edited to add: At his doctor's appointment on 11-26, T weighed in at 15 lb 12.5 oz, and measured 27". Around 50th percentile for weight and off the scale for height. Well, he's 75th percentile for height - for a six month old. Looooong.
