Looks like we are going to need industrial strength shock absorbers by the time Grace is ready to borrow the car…
Looks like we are going to need industrial strength shock absorbers by the time Grace is ready to borrow the car…
Grace had her 9 month check-up today and guess what…she showed up early (again). It is still 12 days before her 9 monthiversary but she will be jetting off to NYC so she just had to juggle her schedule a little.
Here are the results:
We are pleased to hear that she has stabilized (for now) in the 75th percentile and we will not need a wheelbarrow to take her to the store. Also in the good news department is that we can slowly introduce her to whole milk and stop spending her college money on formula.
8 and a half months into her time on this germ-filled planet and it looks like Grace caught her first cold. Fortunately, as colds go it seems pretty mild…some sneezes, some coughs and this goopy stuff between her nose and her drool maker. In fact, it is so mild we aren’t really sure it’s really a cold. Jenn hopes it is another in a long line of possible signs of teething like the drool and giraffe attacks. I’m just a dad, what do I know? Maybe she just drools out of her nose now, I’ll check the manual.
Christmas came early to Grammie’s house when Aunt Julie delivered this…animal for Grace to find this morning. It could be a giraffe it could be a pony, or it may be something in between. Whatever it is, Grace showed no resistance when she was hoisted onto its back but she needs a little more practice to stay there on her own. If her past performance is any indication, she will probably sink her teeth gums right in.
Holiday Party by David Mast,
Sweater by Mary Mix,
Tutu by Desmond (sorry),
Cuteness all Grace.
In another step towards obsolescence for Mom and Dad, Grace figured out how to make left hand, right hand and bottle work together to fill her belly.
This is the kind of thing that really makes us sit up and take notice. Coincidentally, that is the other thing she is doing on her own these days.
Bursting onto the scene November 30th at around 6am, young "Jax" is already edgy enough to sport a mohawk. Ramping up to his teenage years, he has already caused his mom WAY more than 7lbs 3oz worth of trouble. Congratulations Maya and David. See you at the bris when you remind him who is in charge!