Finn's been doing very well since our last update, has had more visitors, and has been stabbed three times.
After a couple weeks of evening fussiness (usually from 4 to 8, or so), the Goober seems to be returning to his original, mellow roots. While some proclaimed this general crankiness "colic" I've decided that we'll call it what it really is: baby gas. Yup, Finn is doing his part to contribute to rising CO2 levels, and whatever comes out the other end. Is that methane? That's cows, right? One of our scientific friends will surely know...
Anyway, Finn's great! He got his first round of vaccinations at the doctor's (hence the stabbings), and got all his bits and parts measured and weighed. So far, everything is in the green. Percentile-wise, the breakdown went this way: weight, 100, height, 94, and head, 80. So he's big, long and doesn't have a Stewie head. All good!!
A word of particular pride: Finn does NOT like going to the doctor. He practices all of his most ear-splitting screeches and does everything he can to let everyone know, for sure, without any doubt, that he is in residence. He hasn't peed on his doctor or any of the nurses yet, but there's time. He's just lulling them into a false sense of security and then, when they least expect it, wham-o! Or whazz-o!! Or whizz-o!!! It'll be awesome....
(It should be noted, in all fairness, that it probably isn't very cool to make your kid go to the doctor on St. Patrick's day. You're talking to the guy who made us dentist appointments on our anniversary however, so go figure.)
Maggie's camp friends ('Ghany-girls all) came by to check him out and all ooo'd and ahhhh'd at how cute he is. Carrie, Elizabeth and Becca all hung out with Finn, holding him and commenting on how well-behaved he was. Little do they know... He's no fool!
Gramma G and Grandfather Morrow, Sir, visited the other day, and Mags and the boy are heading across the river to visit Gramma Liz later today. We've been doing lots of walking around the 'hood of late, and just might go down to the canal-path or the Mall this Saturday if it's nice enough. Spring in D.C. is an excellent time to be a Goober!
Oh, and yes, Finn is participating in this year's March Madness. He has his own bracket, and is pretty positive he's goin' all the way. After all, ya gotta be in it to win it!
In the meantime, enjoy the pix and vids, enjoy the spring in your neck of the woods, and keep on keepin' on!!
Love ya!
What's THAT.....?????
Could it be....???? A CHEESEBURGER..... ?????
SOOO Good......
The Goober goes to his happy place....
Carrie and the Goober
Elizabeth and the Goober
Becca and the Goober. Becca hates babies. (NOT TRUE!!)
Just chillin' on a Saturday morning.
Wave your arms in the air!!
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