so here's what's up with me and my long-lived 3 month life:
- thanks to the recent additions of my mid-forearm and mid-bicep rolls, my arms look like little sausage links
- my head circumference is in the 80th %ille...big head, big brains
- i'm starting to somewhat tolerate tummy time. i now only protest by moderately crying or falling asleep
- i've got a mullet that puts billy ray and the locals here to shame
- i'm talking tons...most vocalizations are velar contoids and back vocoids (or so my mom says)
- all of my smiles seem to disappear when i spot a camera
- you might as well face it, I'm addicted to my binky (and love)
- i burp like a champ
- i like to be swaddled when i sleep...yet i also like getting my little arm out as well...but then i freak out and don't know what to do. i'm a little confused with myself at the moment.
- you'd really make my day if you were: 1) a light 2) a fan 3) my mom 4) my dad
- my hair has a hint of red when i'm in the sunlight
- most people say i look like my dad but have my mom's nose
- i've already had my first sick day which was probably harder on my mom than me
- i've got the sweetest cheeks (they even jiggle from vibrations when i'm in the car)
- not much else to compare, but i think my mom and dad rock
