The good, the bad, and the ugly

Alan's first Christmas was fantastic (so it's too bad he won't remember it). A few weeks before Christmas we went to the mall and got a picture with Santa. Santa brought the Gymboree bubbles (just like the ones from class) and sweaters as promised. Christmas Eve we went to Grandma & Grandpa Flanagan's. Alan got just about every Fisher Price toy for 6 month olds including: a dunk 'n cheer basketball hoop, spinnin' around musical zoo, stacker, shape sorter, and bongo drums. He also got plenty of spiffy clothes (more to outgrow). Cousin Kassidy gladly volunteered her services with unwrapping his presents. Aunt Kelly held him while he caught up on his sleep. He got into his pj's after presents and slept the whole way home with a peaceful transition to his crib. We spent Christmas day at Grandma & Grandpa Van Camp's. He got a nice church outfit with a tie and some sporty Chicago Cubs and Bears outfits for watching the games with dad. He got to see most of his cousins, aunts, and uncles again.


Christmas Eve (4 months old) - the best gift of all!

Just a few days after Christmas, we had his four month dr. appt. Poor little guy had to get 4 more shots which left him cranky for about a week after. He weighed 15.31 lbs (I made them weigh him twice because I thought for sure he would weigh more) and 26.5" long (which puts him in the 90th percentile). He's now outgrown the 3-6 month sizes lengthwise so I packed up all the footy pj's and got out the next size. The bad news is his head is growing at a faster rate than the rest of his body (it was in the 90th percentile at his 2 month appt and is now off the chart). So doc wants him to get an MRI as a precaution to make sure there isn't anything wrong. He'll have to be sedated for the process and cannot eat for six hours prior. We have an 8:00 AM appt on February 4th (Grandpa Van Camp's birthday) at Children's Hospital of Wisconsin in Milwaukee. We should get the results back within a week.

The ugly: my dad prefers homely but my mom insists I was an adorable baby. How does such a small hand prop up such a big head? The doctor asked if anyone in the family has a big head (I suppose that would be me)?

Hang in there buddy! Your body will catch up with your noggin sooner or later.