Today was our (actually Ev's) 4 month checkup with the doctor today. Everything went pretty well, though E did not enjoy his 3 shots, one in each thigh and one in the butt. Jennifer gave him some baby tylenol before we got there, and I think that helped.
The vitals: he's now 22 1/4" long (up from 16 or so when he was born) and get this....10 pounds 5 ounces! It's hard to imagine him at 10 pounds, finally, especially seeing pictures from those first days, when he dipped below 3 pounds. We promised him a party when he got to ten, and tomorrow I think we'll take him shopping at Toys R Us for a nice toy or something. He doesn't seem to appreciate the Star Wars action figures I've been buying him though. Jennifer complained that ones hanging in his bedroom are all the bad guys (Boba and Jango Fett, and Count Dooku) that I've been trying to get him more good guys. So far I've got Mace Windu, Yoda, and Qui-Gon. But Mike, you're saying, Qui-Gon wasn't in the new movie.
Actually, he was. Trust me. I'm a total geek, he was there.
Anyways, they're all staying carded and un-opened until he's old enough to fully appreciate their value, when he's maybe 25 or 26. If I had only kept my Millenium Falcon and X-wing from when I was a kid, we'd be set, eBay style.
Our nights have been going more smoothly as well, as last night and tonight he's slept for most of the time Jennifer has been at work. I think it's good for her to get out and away from us. As much as we need her to survive, she needs some time and space too. We miss her when she's gone.
Well, back to the news, and sleeping baby. Things get sweaty when he lays on your chest asleep.
Posted by Mike at May 30, 2002 06:55 PM
