New Record

Three diapers in under 5 minutes. (Grisly details not included.)

Good Boy

Adrian rolled over yesterday. (And the day before reportedly, but it was unverified by either parent so doesn't really count.)

He started on his belly. Then pushed himself up. Whimpered a little. Rolled on his side. Teetered there while he swung his arm back and forth for about 5 minutes. Stopped. Took a breather. Cried a little. Farted. Then finally kicked his leg far enough to get some momentum and roll onto his back. Hooray!

Not sure how much credit he deserves though. Physics did most of the work. The expectant result when mixing one convex belly, several spastic movements and some good old fashioned gravity.

Tight Squeeze

Think Adrian's time in his little Bumbo chair will be limited.

Even though his neck muscles are finally strong enough to allow him to sit upright, his belly is almost already too big for him to squeeze in the seat for much longer.

I'm guessing he's got a week. Maybe a week and a half. May even have him sleep in there a couple nights just so we feel like we got our money's worth.

3 Month Check-In

Adrian is already tipping the scales at 15 pounds. Our doctor's diagnosis was that he's gonna be a 'sizeable boy' ... which either means he'll be so big that kids will make fun of him, or so big that no kids will dare make fun of him.

Correction

On the April 23 post, I predicted our house would smell like tapioca. That was an incorrect assumption on my part. It turns out a more accurate description would have been milk vomit.

My apologies.

Very Concerned

You'd think spending Labor Day weekend in Shelter Island would fill Adrian with a little more glee. (As it did his parents.)

We definitely gave him plenty of reasons to smile.

Like being able to soak up his first batch of natural Vitamin D since leaving California. And enjoying three days of bacon-laced breast milk.

Or even that he was able to witness grown men slather themselves in sun tan lotion while attempting to set a 'world record' for sliding the furthest distance bare-chested across a row of inflatable fruit-shaped pool rafts.

Nope, still not amused.

Must have a lot on his mind. And from the look on his face, it may have something to do with plotting world domination and/or destruction.