At this rate, he'll be the perfect size by Thanksgiving

Grady's 4 month check up was this morning. My kid, he's strong and healthy. Good head control, good reflexes, lungs and heart and eyes and ears all okay. Oh yeah, and he's got thunder thighs. He now weighs 16 pounds, 6 ounces, and is just shy of 25 inches long. Pretty good, huh? He's in the 75th percentile for weight, 50th for height and head. The doctor said he's growing very well and to keep exclusively breastfeeding--we'll talk about introducing solids after his next appointment in December. That was pretty much my plan anyway, so I'm glad the doctor is supportive of that. G also got his usual shots in the meat, so that's going to make the rest of today a real thrill.

At four months, Grady is a joy. It's fun to play with him, to make him smile and coo and giggle. He loves to sit up with help, and he likes to play with his hands and his holey blanket and his Whoozit. He can roll from front to back by himself, but he's still working on back to front. Grady will "carpet swim" whether he's on his back or his belly, and his favorite thing of all is to kick his feet in the bathtub. He's still not sleeping through the night, but neither am I so it's not a big deal.

Speaking of sleep, G stirs from his little nap, so I must fly.