A little belated here but the 27th of January marked nine months of having little Sam with us. It’s also amazing to think that I carried him for that long before he was born.
At his doctor’s appointment his latest stats were recorded as:
weight: 17lb 4oz (7.82 kg)
height: 28 inches (71.2 cm)
Percentile wise his height was average. I can’t remember what his head circumference was but he was 15th percentile for that. He’s no big head. Once again the doctor didn’t even tell me how he related to the charts weight wise because he seemed to just scrape onto the bottom of the curve. She checked him over to make sure he has some fatty bits, gave him the thumbs up and just commented that he’s a healthy breastfed baby.
Genghis gets payback
There’s been a few times when we’ve taken the dogs for walks that Quincy has got in between Genghis and a lamp post and ended up a little wet. I think Quincy must have had words with Sam to get his own back because the other day I was changing the boy’s nappy, went to grab a fresh one from the dryer and returned to find Sam standing up in his cot. He had a big grin on his face and was sending a stream of pee through the wooden bars and arcing down onto Genghis’ back. Genghis isn’t even allowed into the nursery, and he knows it. Comeuppance.
Feeding a baby carrot soup is quite challenging.
Last Wednesday Brandie organised a mum’s trip to the cinema to watch Dream Girls. The theatre was reserved for us, the lights were kept up and the volume lowered during the screening. The film was not my thing at all, pretty two dimensional and lame. I’m not sure that daddy would approve of the choice of film for Sam’s first cinema outing either, too much singing and not very manly! It was definitely a good afternoon out though and interesting to be watching the big screen from a vantage point on the aisle floor with a bunch of wriggly babies and toys everywhere.
Here’s Sam and Presley having a good time at the Grant Park playground last week. We also went to the zoo together yesterday and once we were done with all the animals we explored the fantastic pirate ship playground they have there. Both babies are beginning to toddle around now. For once Sam was even more interested in the slide than trying to stuff the chipped wood floor into his mouth.
There were more animals out at the zoo for us to see yesterday. The pandas restored my faith in the panda exhibit because both mum and dad were out and about munching on bamboo shoots and proving that they aren’t the stuffed lumps I was beginning to suspect. Little baby panda didn’t come out to see us but the two big guys were ample amusement for Sam and Presley who cracked up at the sight of the black and white shaggy beasts. Presley had been pretty miserable until that point and suffering through a snotty cold, but even she burst into giggles as the male panda tore bamboo apart and stuffed it into his mouth.
The otters were also out for the first time. They were a lot of fun to watch too. Nine sleek otters playing together and running all over the place is good times.