Cheeks and Chins

If you look at any baby growth chart, you'll see that the line flattens out over time. After all, a baby's growth has to slow down at some point, right? 

I took the liberty of graphing Caleb's weight over time, and it shows that he is not slowing down. I guess that's why his six-month sleepers are beginning to get a little snug (he is three months old-- apparently Carter's does not do vanity sizing).

 

If he continues at this rate, the implications are a little frightening. Consider the following:

• He'll grow out of his Graco infant car seat (22-pound weight limit) in three weeks. 
• At his one-year birthday he'll be over the weight limit for checked luggage (54 pounds).
• At his second birthday he'll weigh approximately the same as a small cheerleader (102 pounds).
• Three months before he turns 11 he'll weigh the same as the heaviest contestant ever on The Biggest Loser at 526 pounds (upon arrival at ranch).

Good thing that's nonsense. He's just a cute, chubby baby. And I love every last one of his cheeks and chins. 

Bug Out Bag

Let's just say I wasn't blessed with larger motor skills, hand-eye coordination, or any amount of "team spirit." But that hasn't stopped me from trying over eleven sports (including fencing*) and subsequently losing interest. Lately I've noticed that through this string of quitting ran something I never got tired of-- a love for accumulating gear, if not a love for using it. That's where my climbing harness and shoes, ski goggles, field hockey bag, tap shoes, etc. have all come from. 

It bugged me I couldn't find a sport that would stick**. 

That was before I realized that I was made for emergency preparedness, and it was made for me. Buying gear you never intend to use? Planning for events that have a remote likelihood of occurrence? Done and done. I've found my new "sport." If you need me, I'll be buying one of these for my bug out bag.

*I'm referring to my brief stint at the Virginia Academy of Fencing during my "awkward phase." I'd rather not talk about it.

**Running may have "stuck"-- I fully intend to start again once Caleb can ride in the jogging stroller. I'll keep you posted.

 

Christmas Highlights From Virginia

1. Find Baby Caleb! He's hiding in the corner!
2. Family members exude the spirit of Christmas as they take turns trying to calm the crying child.
3. Grandma Inouye plays patty-cake with Caleb. 
4. Tin soldier or Michael Jackson impersonator? Ow!
5. It was fun to have Matt's girlfriend, Kim, with us this Christmas. Matt's holding the present we got him (check it out here, I was pretty pleased with myself).
6. Like Grandpa, like Grandson.
7. Our little family :)

Thanks, Mom and Dad, for a wonderful holiday! It was great to be home.