Warren had his 2 month doctor's appointment a few weeks ago. Following in his brother's footsteps, Warren was in the high 80th/low 90th percentile in all his measurements. Does the 91st percentile in length translate into a tall man someday? I have my toes crossed on that one. For now, though, he's burning through his clothes like nobody's business. We're contemplating moving him up to the 3-6 month clothes already. More that I can put in a box and get out of my house! Yippee!!
Warren is quick to smile. In fact, half the time I can get him to stop fussing if I can get him to smile with me or start talking to me. The no-fail, fuss-stopper is his safari animal mobile above his changing table. Luckily, he poops like a champ, so he's happy most of the time. We've decided that he has his own couture trademark - an amorphous yellow stain on the back of all his clothes. Well, maybe those clothes won't go in the box ;-)
2 comments:
Great pic! Those eyes, those eyes. :-)
He gets cuter with every picture...he's so lovable!!
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