Dylan Update

This is the part of my blog where I get a little braggy, I have one kid and nothing better to do. Dylan had is four month check up earlier this month where we found out that our strapping lad is in the 95th percentile for height and the 90th percentile for weight and head circumference. I say not bad for the runt he started out as. At that appointment I told the pediatrician that I thought he was teething because he chewed his fingers and drooled a lot, and she said that every four month old acted like they were teething. His first tooth broke through two days later, followed shortly by the next. Needless to say shots and teeth in one weekend was a little rough, but Dylan really tries to be happy even when he doesn't feel great. Dylan is also more mobile than I think any four month old has a right to be. Last night he spun around on the couch, then launched himself off head first. So if you look close he's a little bruised at his hairline, but there's not even really a lump regardless of how it looks. He can really move though, spinning on his belly and even making some limited/accidental forward progress if he wants something. For anyone that doesn't know I fly in the face of SIDS and Dylan has slept on his tummy since he was 1 1/2-2 months old. So when he woke up this morning and he sounded a little less muffled than usual I said to Wes, "I bet he's pushed up on his hands talking and playing." But when Wes went to get him I was wrong, he had rolled over onto his back and we missed it. It was probably more on accident than anything, but still he rolled.If anyone tries to tell me that his eyes still might change color, I won't believe you. I think those baby blues are here to stay despite how brown mine are. I've finally taken the sling out of his tub so he just sits in the water to play, he's a fan of water which is fairly important to be a member of this family. Incidentally, his scar doesn't look too obvious in this picture, maybe it won't be so bad after all.Dylan has recently become startled more easily and cries 1/2 the time when I leave the room. Both are a little frustrating. As for the startling, I spend a lot of time trying to scare him, now he just giggles instead of screaming. It's a pretty darn cute giggle, too. He is constantly auditorily self-stimulating. The boy likes to hear himself talk, and it's pretty funny. I'm a little torn what to do at church when he's making noise, because he's completely unaware of church protocol. Or that "Shhhh" means to tone it down a little. I'm just waiting for the Piercy's to give me the stink eye for not keeping my kid quiet. And lastly, hopefully within the next month he will learn how to keep is own pacifier in. On the other hand I'm a little sad about how fast he's growing up and learning to do things. He's not just a tiny, helpless baby anymore.

Phew! I got the mushies out of my system.