Playing & Counting Down
The Big Guy


Status Update
-I weigh 15 pounds, 12.5 ounces. This is the 48% for babies my age. Pretty average.
-I am 27.25 inches long. That's the 94% for babies my age. I'm a long one. Maybe I'll be extra tall, like my basketball hall of fame ancestor, George Mikan.
-My brain is 42.5 cm, 53%. Don't worry, I'm super intelligent.
-I've been eating a lot of fruits and vegetables, and so far the only thing that I don't like is sweetpeas. Dr. G said I can start eating big people food, like mashed potatoes, yogurt, and little pieces of bread. I've been telling Mother for months that I can eat that stuff, and she didn't believe me. Wish I could get that Halloween candy back!
-When I'm in a good mood, I can roll back from my tummy to my back, which makes my Mom very happy. When I'm tired or grumpy, I still yell at her to flip me over.
-I sleep great at night, but am really not a fan of naps. I'm afraid I'm going to miss something good.
-I LOVE to stroll. We go for walks once or twice a day, except when it's cold and snowy.
-I'm getting really close to being able to sit up by myself. I work on it every day. I really like to stand up with help.
-My hair is growing a little bit.
-I'm really good with my hands now. I use them to put almost everything in my mouth. I pick things up, knock things over, and bang on things. I pull hair and grab dog ears. I've got a great grip.
The highlight of my month was seeing my Dad live via satellite from Afghanistan. I looked him over really well. I can hardly wait to see him in person at the end of this month. He will be so impressed with the many skills and abilities that I have perfected since he last saw me. I can sure fill a diaper better than I used to. I hope he remembers how to change diapers, because my Mom says she's taking 2 weeks off of diaper-changning while he's home. Plus, I finally get to play with Gram Flo and maybe even another uncle and aunt. Counting down!
Halloween Tricks
Halloween seems like it will be an exciting event in years to come. This year, I think my mom had a little more fun than I did. We went to a Fall Festival and picked out a pumpkin. I watched Mom carve the pumpkin. Then she started dressing me in this ridiculous bunny costume, and taking me out in public.
She blames my dad for picking the costume. Although most people said I looked adorable, I felt pretty silly. We went door to door, and people gave me candy for dressing like a bunny. That was pretty cool. After trick or treating, I was exhausted. I dreamed of eating candy. But when I woke up, my mom wouldn't let me have any of the candy.