The latest developments
Yet again, I've let too much time lapse since my previous update. Though in my defense, I did spend a week in Miami where I had limited Internet access.
Anyway, here are some of the highlights of the past couple of weeks: First and foremost, I formally declare myself the TTM: Tummy Time Master (pronounced "mastah"). That's right, y'all: I've mastered the technique of flipping from my tummy to my back. Can I get a "What! What!"?
And as I mentioned, I took my first (and second) airplane flight last week to humid Florida, where Daddy had a conference to attend. I was a little fussy boarding the plane, because we weren't flying first class, but JetBlue does have those personal TVs, so I was pretty chill. (In fact, I slept most of the flight.)
Miami was all right (for a city in a state ruled by Jeb Bush). There were some rain issues, but Mommy suspects the humidity helped cultivate my hair. That's cool. I'm tired of the Vin Diesel look anyway.
I think the new look is working, too: I scored a couple of points with a cute baby named Taylor at playgroup the other day (after demonstrating my fly TTM technique).
Anyway, back to Miami: We went to a few places, like Seaquarium, but we didn't go to Disneyworld. Needless to say, I was disappointed and I made Mommy and Daddy aware of my disapproval as we headed home.
What else? Oh, I went to the doctor and got some more shots. I tried to reason with the doctor as I lay there on the exam table, but as if often the case, he mistook my objections for cute baby babbling and went ahead with inserting needles in me. To my credit, I resisted the urge to pull a TTM maneuver and squirt him. I guess I've matured.
And I've also grown, of course! I'm now 25.5 inches long and I weigh 12 pounds, 14.25 oz. My head is 15.5 inches around. Do they make A's caps in that size?
Oh, and the doctor has added some techniques to my exercise regimen. Mommy and Daddy are supposed to hold my hands when I'm on my back and try to pull me up. Doc says it'll strengthen my neck muscles. Maybe it'll tight my abs, too. Taylor will be impressed.
Anyway, here are some of the highlights of the past couple of weeks: First and foremost, I formally declare myself the TTM: Tummy Time Master (pronounced "mastah"). That's right, y'all: I've mastered the technique of flipping from my tummy to my back. Can I get a "What! What!"?
And as I mentioned, I took my first (and second) airplane flight last week to humid Florida, where Daddy had a conference to attend. I was a little fussy boarding the plane, because we weren't flying first class, but JetBlue does have those personal TVs, so I was pretty chill. (In fact, I slept most of the flight.)
Miami was all right (for a city in a state ruled by Jeb Bush). There were some rain issues, but Mommy suspects the humidity helped cultivate my hair. That's cool. I'm tired of the Vin Diesel look anyway.
I think the new look is working, too: I scored a couple of points with a cute baby named Taylor at playgroup the other day (after demonstrating my fly TTM technique).
Anyway, back to Miami: We went to a few places, like Seaquarium, but we didn't go to Disneyworld. Needless to say, I was disappointed and I made Mommy and Daddy aware of my disapproval as we headed home.
What else? Oh, I went to the doctor and got some more shots. I tried to reason with the doctor as I lay there on the exam table, but as if often the case, he mistook my objections for cute baby babbling and went ahead with inserting needles in me. To my credit, I resisted the urge to pull a TTM maneuver and squirt him. I guess I've matured.
And I've also grown, of course! I'm now 25.5 inches long and I weigh 12 pounds, 14.25 oz. My head is 15.5 inches around. Do they make A's caps in that size?
Oh, and the doctor has added some techniques to my exercise regimen. Mommy and Daddy are supposed to hold my hands when I'm on my back and try to pull me up. Doc says it'll strengthen my neck muscles. Maybe it'll tight my abs, too. Taylor will be impressed.