Week 6 March 1st-7th

This week I had my one month check-up.  I am moving up in the world of percentiles.  I now weigh 10 lbs 3 oz, am 22 1/2" long, and have a 40 cm head circumference.  Yeah yeah, my head is still really big.  I believe it's in the 90th percentile.  Mommy hopes that my body will grow accordingly so that it matches my head.  I don't think she wants me to be a lollipop for the rest of my life.  Speaking of my head, Mommy and Daddy tried to put me into a 0-3 month onesie recently...it wouldn't fit over my head!  They were so surprised.  0-3 months!!!  I'm only 1+ month old and I can't fit that.  I'm blaming the make of the onesie.  It really isn't my head that's too big.  It's the opening that's too small.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Daddy got a gift from his coworker that allows them to make an imprint of either my feet or my hands.  My folks decided to go for the feet, because I always have my hands closed into fists and it's really hard to pry my fingers open.  Here's the final result.  Pretty neat, huh?

Again, a rather uneventful week.  We did venture out to the mall for a quick bite to eat.  Well, mom, grandma, and grandpa had a bite to eat.  I ate from a bottle and did rather well for the outing, until the very end.  I was tired and wanted to sleep but since I wasn't at home, they couldn't calm me down enough.  Once I got back into the car seat, I started wailing.  I wasn't having it and I let them know it.  However, once the car started rolling, I was out like a light.  Gotta love the motion of the car.

On Saturday, I got to meet Auntie Jenn, Uncle Greg, and my new friend Genevieve!  She's 7 months old and very cute!  I can't wait until I get bigger so that I can play with her.

 We went out to lunch on Sunday, so Mommy and Daddy decided to dress me up.  Like my sweater?  My great-auntie Veronica sent me a whole bunch of sweaters when she found out Mommy was pregnant.  I am totally styling in this Burberry sweater.  Mommy thought she'd better put me into the sweaters because they're for one month olds, and she's worried that I'm going to outgrow them soon.

Here I am looking at Auntie Jennifer.   












Another picture of me sleeping...Daddy wanted to show people that I sleep on my hands with my mouth open when I am down for the count. Whatever..I'm still cute.  Until next time.