Four Months Old!

Friends!

I'm four months old, and I'm all smiles about it. Yes I am, Yes I am... Lots of spontaneous smiles, and some evidence that I recognize Mama and (sometimes) Papa as people especially deserving of a smile.

At the four-month checkup I registered in at the 25th percentile for weight and head size, and the 80th for length. So again - I'm a tall skinny girl. The modelling career is still intact. That's about where I was at the 2-month mark.

Farmor is visiting, as is my great-grandmother "mormor" and Grandpa. We'll have to get a family shot for the next blog entry. Suffice it to say that I'm enjoying the extra attention.

I've gotten much better with tummy time - I used to scream like I was going to die, but now I tolerate it pretty well. I'm not rolling over, but I'm darned close and it's really just a question of time before I get that right.

I've also been practicing sitting, and I'm pretty goood at it. This is me in my new highchair (yes, it's just like Daniel's) and I also have a "bumbo" chair. So there's a lot of focus on the back and head control. Sitting up means that there are more interesting photos coming up - these "laying around" shots are kind of boring.

I'm grabbing things and holding them now. I'll pick up toys and hold them in both hands. Mostly I like sucking on my knuckles.


I'm still sleeping through the night, and I wake up as content as can be. I eat well, I'm sometimes fussy if I'm tired or hungry, but really I'm a pretty easy baby to deal with. And my personality is becoming more interesting.

And that's about it for this time. Hope all is well with everyone.

Love, R.