For a little visual status, here's what he looked like at 1 week:

...and here's what he looked like 4 months later:

As you can see, he's grown a bit. His numbers reflected this obvious change, putting him at 17lbs 1/2oz and 26 3/4 inches.
As I type this, he's wearing a 12-month old's shirt, and I'm really hoping he slows down some time 'cuz they don't make child seats for 200-pounders.
At least if I don't make it to the gym, I can still get a workout after a few minutes of the "UP!" game.
He's getting to be a real music-lover now, too. He smiles and "sings" along with me as I sing him "Folsom Prison Blues" on the changing table, and last night he was hopping along to some jazz with Miles the Crocodile.
It's been motivating for me to bust out the guitar and try to learn some new and entertaining songs for him too. And he doesn't even mind when I mess up, since I've never really played anything that wasn't power chords on a stratocaster before.
This last week, we had some visitors. Allyson's Goddaughter, Ella, and her mother, Dr. Evelyn were up celebrating a recently completed dissertation.

And now that spring is in the air, Myles has been getting out more and more:

Workin' in the yard with Momma.

Walkin' the dogs with Daddy.
2 comments:
Awesome. I can't wait to meet that boy!
Neither can Ramona. What did babies do before blogs?
-mary
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