My baby's got back. Yeah, we should just call him Sir Eats-a-lot.
Seriously, he will not stop eating. It's been a very long, loud weekend with him getting cranky every 60-90 minutes. Mama's exhausted from all this feeding, kiddo! I mean I feel bad about it, he's eating more than I can make, but we're gonna have to come up with some sort of plan here Squirtbuddy!
In all seriousness, I think he's getting ready for another growth spurt. We're going to the pediatrician in a few weeks so we'll get an official weight then. According to the scale here at Fort Squirt he's about 16.5 lbs. To put that in perspective, the oldest kid in his daycare class can walk and he's the same size as the Squirtdogg!
I mean, check out the cheeks on this kid!
In other Squirt news, he's getting so good at reaching and grabbing. Unfortunately, that means he's getting really good at grabbing my hair...and he doesn't know "no"...but, we're working on that.
In the last few days he's also gotten noticeably better at holding things. Which means that at dinner the other night, Daddy gave him a knife to hold on to. Apparently, that was a better choice than the fork that was also available!
The Bumbo is also getting more use now. Whereas before it was the Leaning Tower of Squirt, he now has much better control of his abs and back so he's sitting up a lot straighter! I think he's going to be sitting up by himself soon. I'm sure that will mean he no longer has any use for me, but good for him!
Finally, after taking a very scientific and official poll, it was determined that Squirt is very advanced for his age. Here is the Mommy Evidence to prove it!
Don't be jealous...they can't all be Dr. McDrooly!

