6-month check up

Another clean bill of health and growth on Friday.

age	WEIGHT			HEIGHT
mos	lb,oz	%ile		in	%ile
0	7,1	25		20.5	75
1	9,11	50
2	13,4	84		24	85
3
4	17,12	93		27	95+
5
6	20,4	90		28.7	95+*

*28.1 is 95th. http://www.mybirthcare.com/favorites/babygrowthchart.asp doesn't specify percentile above 95.

Plus, Adam is cruising now. He can pretty consistently stand at the couch and transfer to the "coffee chest." He's also working on shimmying on foot along the wall. He's gone back to one-foot-one-knee crawling. It's much faster. He uses the knee for stability and the foot for thrust. Unfortunately, for a few days there, he thought his crib was a jungle gym. There were hour-long pull-up workouts interspersed with head-whacks. Maybe I'll put the bumpers (SIDS hazard) back in. Dr. Lindzon rather equivocally said, "no soft bedding until one year. " But that was the "doctor answer." The parent answer ....

But he's not much of a babbler - still cooing and grunting, mostly vowel sounds. Although, I think he thinks he's singing. I've taken to babbling at him. Lots of "blllblllblllblll," which Adam thinks is hilarious.

We're a couple of weeks into rice cereal. Unfortunately, Adam insists on "helping." At least as much cereal ends up on him - and us! - as in him. As if cereal weren't enough to make diaper changes less pleasant, Adam now thinks that the change table is a wrestling mat.

Stephen and Loo Sean's wedding

I took lots of photos and posted them in print quality at http://picasaweb.google.com/dion.lew in their own album.

The service was really beautiful but the thing that made it so special for me was the music. All of it was performed by their friends and loved ones. There was even a song written for them.

Here are a few of my favourite shots. I haven't had a chance to tweak the colour and lighting yet. I need to get me an indoor portrait flash. I struggled a little because I had to keep switching between my longer lens for shooting the wedding party and my shorter lens for shooting the adorable babies nearby. Excuses, excuses.... Luckily for me, the supremely lovely subjects made up for the shabby photographer - who blames both her tools and herself.

"Hey, Adam."

"Hey, Jarret."

pals ...

or maybe not. My kid's a brute.

with a capital T, that rhymes with B, and that stands for Baby!

"Who me? Trouble?"

"Never!"

I stole the title from another blog, BabySquared.

Anyway, there has been all sorts of potential trouble around here.

The crawling is undisputable. There've been several bumps when he got excited and toppled over but nothing traumatic. For a couple of weeks Adam was experimenting with different styles. Most of this past week was a strange technique using the left knee but the right foot. Then Saturday, he finally settled into the classic double-knee. Mind you he is still doing most of the heavy work with his hands. I'm sure he'll figure that out too.

There's getting into stuff. Here's a play-by-play. I happened to have my camera out.

"I know where all the books and toys are."

"If I brace myself with my right hand, I ought to be able to pull out ALL the toys."


"Scary! Oops. Pulled too hard."


"Woohoo! I got'em ALL."


"Ehn. Who needs toys?"


"When there's garbage!"


"We gotta get organised around here. Let's start with this binder."

There's getting under stuff.

"Anything under here?"


"How about under the rug? Mom is vacuuming twice a week but..."


"No, I don't approve."

There's pulling up.

"Surprise! Look what I can do."


"What a view!"

Dad's solution for the trouble: find a good babysitter.

We've also now lowered the mattress in his crib and gone to Canadian Tire and Babies'R'Us for bumpers and locks and such.