Happy 8 Weeks Arlo!
Here are your stats taken on the last day of your 7th week:Weight: Juicy {76 percentile}
Length: Really Long! {91 percentile}
Head: Taking after your Uncle Jamie. {85 percentile}
What do all those percentiles mean? Truthfully...I don't know. But what I think is that you're riding at the top of the class in comparison to all other babies. Of course you are...my little ham hock.
Here's how we celebrated week #8:
Ate ice cream at Scoopers where your brother made a brave decision. Ready? Okay, he asked for sprinkles on his vanilla ice cream. D-A-R-E-D-E-V-I-L. {He's been talking about it all day...which is funny because he didn't care for the rainbow spattering one bit.}You rested your bones on the front porch...and held Mummy's hand as you drifted...drifted...drifted to greet your sweet dreams. Goodnight.Happy 8 Weeks Arlo.
xo
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
8 Weeks
at 12:58 PM
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