Ollie's 4 Month Stats

We had a Doctor Appointment today on his four month mark. I expected the usual weight comments from Nurse Laura, but she made comments about his length this time. She said he looked like someone had held him on both ends and pulled. She told us he looks like a completely different kid. After the chit chat and measuring, she laughed and said she wouldn't be surprised if the doctor had her remeasure, assuming she made a mistake. (he didn't by the way, but commented that maybe he'd end up in basketball instead of football-cute cheesy doctor)

We found out at four months he is:

27 inches long, putting him in the 97 percentile for height
His weight is 16 pounds 8 ounces making him still around the 90th percentile
His head is 17 inches round in the 50th percentile

Crazy kid won't stop growing. He seems so big to me. He already looks big for his car seat. We might be investing in a different one in the next few months. He was into trying to roll over, and did it a few times accidentally, but now not so much. He still LOVES to be cuddled. He doesn't want you to put him down, not even surrounded by toys. He'd rather you cuddled him. It makes my life tricky right now honestly. I am kinda okay with my house not being as clean as I'd like for a few months. He won't always want to be cuddled, so I am enjoying it while I can. His hair is growing in better and his cradle cap is getting better too. His was never severe, just dry skin. He has this cute little shy smile he does. He blows bubbles and spits all day long. He loves to do it. He is on a pretty good nap schedule. He takes some awesome naps. His night time still needs some work. I wonder when I put him on solids if he'll do better. The doc gave us the okay to start solids, but I can't decide when I want to start him. Gabe had a hard time digesting the cereal, it makes me nervous to try them. I might do a trial run and go from there. We still can't get him to laugh at us. We've come close. Little stinker. He hands out enough smiles to make up for it though. If something is in his hand, it goes to his mouth. Gabe has learned this, and is more cautious what she shares with him. She thinks it's gross when his spit is on her things. He starts reaching and stretching for things within grasp. Oh we just love this guy of ours. Here are some pictures we have, sorry some are phone ones.




With both sets of grandparents being BYU fans, the poor guy doesn't stand a chance. He sure looks cute in them though


It's hard to get a smile picture, cause his hands go to his mouth a lot


Doesn't love the tummy time, but tolerates it long enough

Tries to shove them all in

This kinda shows his "shy" smile