This baby boy rolled over today for the first time. Baby number 3 sure seems to sprout a lot faster than the other two! We've been having so much fun watching Klive do a few new things, I figured I'd better write this stuff down before I forget it.He had a check up this week and he's a 15 and 1/2 pounder. Sadly, he's put on enough chub that we can no longer find his wiener - so embarrassing! And he hasn't forgotten the nurse that gave him his first batch of shots. He was as cool as a cucumber while the Doctor looked him over, but the minute that nurse set foot in the room, he let her have it! She gave him a second dose of reminder why he hated her in the first place.
At home, he's been sleeping like a little angel - right through the night. He's also been telling big stories, chewing on anything he can guide into his mouth, laughing at his sisters, and planning his escape as soon as he can get his arms and legs to cooperate. He's not much of a fan of the tummy time, and shrieks to let us know it, but I think he'll be a man on the move by February.
3 comments:
Jess, you crack me up. You're the only one that could type a sentence like, "Sadly, he's put on enough chub that we can no longer find his wiener."
oh my heck-- ole' Klive is the perfect mix of June and Winnie! And I laughed out loud about him being so fat he can't find his wiener...Ole' Creed is the same way, I was starting to wonder if he was normal...guess he is after all. :-)Heeheeheee
He's so cute. We need to come see him. Maybe he could somehow share some body fat with his cousin.
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