"They grow up so fast..."

It's true. I find myself saying that old adage quite frequently lately, especially in respects to my daughter, who is now four month old. Seriously, where did time go? Really? Really. She's four months old. Really. She can roll over. Really?!?! It's like I have a little Seth and Amy sitting on my shoulders saying "Really?!?!" every time I think of how old she is. I just can't believe that time has gone by that fast. Here we are in June. Really?!?

All "really's" aside, I did have her four month checkup today which went pretty well. She didn't like to lay on the crunchy white paper that they make you sit on when you are at the doctor's office, and I don't blame her. She's doing perfectly well and the doctor seemed pretty impressed that she can roll over both ways (that's my girl!). I thought up to this point she was pretty tiny, but it turns out she's just average. At three months she weighed 13.5 pounds. Today we got so more specific measurements:

Height: 24 3/4 in (67% percentile)
Weight: 14 lbs 10 oz. (71% percentile)
Head Circumference: 42 8/10 cm (90% percentile)

Apparently, Dave and I make big headed babies. That just means they are gonna be smart, right? Right?!?!

And for comparisons sake, James at this time weighed 16.7 lbs and was 25.5 inches long. So he's got his sister beat in both categories. But I want my boys to be bigger, so it works out. (Sidenote: his head was also measuring in the 98% percentile, so he had quite the noggin).

So she's doing great! And I couldn't have asked for a better baby girl. I love her so!

Sometimes you just need a change in A-tom-tunes.

Lately, when I ask James to do something, move, pick up toys, or anything such thing that he probably doesn't really want to do, I say, "James, you need to change your attitude or else you'll have to go into time out."

This morning, he was on the couch watching Sesame Street while I was making breakfast. Once I brought it out to him (okay, we eat breakfast watching TV, don't judge) I told him to come to his high chair and sit down. He kept on slinking and sulking all the way to the chair. So I said my little line, and as he turns around to sit down, he smiles and says,

"I turn in my a-tom-tune!"

He's so stinkin' funny sometimes. Right now he's yelling to me informing me that Clara cannot watch Sesame Street.

Cross your fingers...

Today, I just stuck James in underwear....and he was dry all day! Even when he was outside playing, in the bath, and playing inside with a friend of his, he came and told me that he had to go potty! Woot woot! He was even dry when he woke up from his two hour nap! I'm pretty stoked. We've been at it for a couple of days now, doing it the nake bottom way. But today I figured I might as well put on the underwear....and cross your fingers for tomorrow!

I'm so proud of my lil' buddy.