Blog about Eliot
Sunday was Eliot's 4-month birthday. His 4-month checkup went swimmingly yesterday! He weighs 15lbs and 9oz, and he's 25 1/2" long. He's only gained a little over a pound in the last month, but he's still in the 75th percentile. Dr. Stansell said, "wow, he sure does look bigger than that, though." To which I replied, "well, he carries it all in his cheeks." Dr. Stansell was quick to point out, "looks like he carries it in his thighs, too!" Sheesh! His own doctor!
More on the Christening later. I just wanted to post a few of my most favorite pictures from the day. This first one is before the service, and Eliot had three - count 'em, THREE - ladies helping him dress. For what sort of production do you possibly need THREE dressers. The second picture is of my daddy with Eliot. It was a candid as they were preparing for the real posed photograph. The third one is a picture of four generations. My grandmother, my father, me, and my son. I really like this one because we all look so very happy!! Even though you can see my braces in all their glory. The last one is after the party was over. Eliot was so sleepy. He just couldn't last any longer. He passed out cold on Gigi's shoulder and took a short, but solid nap. You can only party so hard when you're four months old.
The other day, Eliot was playing on his play mat while I picked up the den a bit. Suddenly I heard a shriek. Rushing to the scene, I found that he had rolled over all by himself for the first time! It scared him silly! I don't think he realized what he had done. It took me a good ten minutes to calm him down. I hope he will eventually try it again, even though it was a little traumatic the first time.
Well, the daycare sniffle has progressed into a daycare cough. Eliot's got a tickle in the back of the throat that he just can't shake. The doctor put him on antibiotics. This is the first thing he's ever tasted that's not formula or breast milk. He LOVES it. He smacks and opens his little mouth wide when he sees the dropper comming. He looks like a little bird. I try to stretch it out so he can enjoy it as long as possible.
Ok, I know I'm backtracking a little here, but I was looking back at some old pictures of Eliot, and I just had to post a couple. I had forgotten how much hair he had when he was born! He's grown so much in just a few months! We used to have to burp him sitting up because he was too little to balance on our shoulder. Now he can almost sit up by himself! He was so tiny and fragile. He barely even fit into his smallest onsies! But his feet were still pretty big. In some ways it seems like yesterday, and in some ways it seems like a million years ago.
We've started bathing Eliot in the actual bath tub now. We put a big baby sponge in the bottom of the tub and fill it with a couple of inches of water. At first he lays there and closes his eyes - calm and serene. Then, after a moment, he'll get a big grin on his face and start splashing with his arms and legs. The bigger the splash the better. Every now and then he'll surprise himself with water in his face. He's startled for a second, then he grins ear-to-ear, and back to splashing!
Eliot's developed a new trick! While laying on his play mat, he'll watch his little toys that hang down. He'll watch closely and studiously. Then he'll reach up and carefully aim his little fist at one of them and SWAT! Watch it swing!! He mostly uses his left hand. Maybe he's a southpaw. Now he's learned to bring the toy to his mouth.
