Well I know most of y'all don't really care how big Forest was at his 6 month checkup yesterday... but since this is my way of record-keeping and remembering what the boys were up to at certain stages of life, I'm writing it anyhow! (Plus I know the Grandmas just eat this stuff up).
So without further adeau (ado?):
Length: 27" long. ~ 60th Percentile
Weight: 17 lbs, 13 oz. ~ 50th Percentile
Head: 18.5". ~ Off the chart -- the highest the chart goes is 97% for boys this age.
Just like last time, he is growing just fine, perfectly average. Perfectly perfect really. I mean, what mom wouldn't say that about their child?
At this stage in his life, Forest is just about the mellowest kid ever. I thought Olaf was chill, but man, little Forest has him BEAT! His daycare provider agrees, as well as all the other folks in Plain that he hangs out with. He is one mellow kid. Obviously he has his moments. Obviously. Like at 2 or 3am. But for the most part he is happy to just observe what is going on around him. Play where we set him, eat when we feed him, sleep when we put him down with his blanky and binky. I thought I would be one of those mom's who would never let their kid carry around a ratty old blanky... but Olaf sure does, and Forest is well on his way to the same. They just love digging in their little fingers and rubbing the blankys all over their faces for comfort. We do a lot of blanket washing at this house.
Speaking of washing - I am kicking ass today, domestically speaking. Vacumed, 6 loads of laundry done, played cars with Olaf and chased him around and around and around the kitchen, made a broccili noodle casserole freezer meal, and a shepards pie freezer meal, and a loaf of bread, and a pound cake, and prepped a quinoa/pepper salad for dinner. Yeah, that's right. I am super mom. (haha!) For one day anyway I will claim the title and I will revel in my glory while it lasts.
Back to the subject at hand - Forest! He is now sitting up unassisted. Though he still falls over now and then, so we are still setting pillows behind him just in case. Which doesn't help with the forward falls... but he is much better balanced in that direction. Let's see, what else... He can roll over front to back, though he rarely does it. Seriously, very rare. I remember Olaf was the same way - just not into rolling! Don't know why he doesn't roll, but I am not concerned. He love LOVES his jumperoo chair. He will happily jump away for 30 minutes to an hour if we let him. Building those teeny tiny little thunder thighs! Maybe he will be a tele skier like Auntie Christie and Uncle Dave. You sure need lots of quad strength for that. Or else he can just downhill like his parents.
Still no teeth. I see them under the gums, but I think it will be a while yet before they pop up to the surface. Which is fine because I'm sure his little nibbles while drinking will feel a bit more ouchy once his teeth are in!
Olaf is learning to be a good big brother. He sometimes pushes Forest, pokes him, or bonks him in the head... but overall he's nice to his little bro. Brings him toys, tries to make him laugh, and runs to him first thing in the morning. I love having boys. They melt a momma's heart.
Well, this domestic diva has some bills to pay (bleh) so I am signing off.
Until I find time to blog again,