Your New Coat

Six weeks old now, and you’ve been officially introduced to your ‘theater family’.  Amma and Mommy both are very involved in community theater, and in spite of all of the chaos in our lives right now (or maybe because of), we’re jumping back into another show.  Amma was cast in ‘Curtains’ (very excited since it was a show I saw with the original cast on Broadway), and your mommy is going to help backstage.  They’re even going to set up a room in the dressing area for you and the other little one whose mom is in the show.

For the first rehearsal, you debuted your new coat, which your mom found and ordered for you.  Little fuzzy monkey coat, which is just adorable on you.  And perfect timing, too, because the temps have been dipping into the 20s, although we have had beautiful weather during the day (although still chilly - only in the low 40s).

You were fussed and cooed over by everyone at the theater - and of course, you slept through most of it!

Trip to the Doc

We’re still trying to work out the insurance fiasco, but you were due for an immunization, so off to the doctor’s we went.  It was just starting to get dark, and the lobby was FREEZING, but you were contented enough hanging out in your car seat.  When they finally got us in, we went through the usual routine of getting you stripped and weighed (which you really seemed to enjoy)…

Getting all of your stats measured and recorded…

At this appointment you weighed in at 10 lbs, 13 oz and were 22” long.  That put you in the 77^th percentile for height and weight.  Didn’t catch the actual measurement of that head of yours, but it landed you up in the 99^th percentile!  Just think of what that big ol’ brain of yours will be able to accomplish!

Things got a bit dicier after that.  You were hanging out (literally, since you were naked!) while we waited for the doc to show up.

Once he did, he didn’t make you very happy.  He performed all of the tests he needed, then plopped you on your tummy to see how strong you were.  You did fine, but it definitely made you unhappy.  Things only got worse when he checked your reflexes by lifting you by your hands and then plopping you back on the table.

And then, of course, just as we got you kind of calmed down and dressed (after peeing on your mommy), you had your shot.  Poor baby!

The Fashion Files

It will be interesting to see how your own style evolves as you get older.  Will we be shaking our heads over your insistence upon wearing cowboy boots and Spidey pajamas here in a couple of years?

Heaven knows that at this point, while you have zero say in your attire, you are certainly a very stylin’ baby.  Yes, we picked up all of those very practical nightgowns and pull-on pants, but we also couldn’t resist adding a few more style-centric pieces to your wardrobe.

The latest craze in the baby clothing world are these…

Yes, we are now forcing brand-new babies to relive the 80s and putting them in legwarmers.  As funny as the idea is, though, I have to admit, they do have practical applications.  You can use them on your legs OR arms, which means we can keep you warm even when wearing onsies.  And those gowns with the elastic bottoms?  I don’t know how many times you’ve wiggled your way free of one of those.  So having your legwarmers on just means we can keep you toasty - even when the house isn’t.  And the temperature has been dropping into the low 30s here lately.  I imagine they’ll come in even more handy when you start to crawl.

Ok, so we can at least try to convince ourselves of the practicality of the legwarmers, but I have to admit that sometimes it’s just fun to dress you.  Your mom expressed an affinity for sweater vests, and I was able to find a couple via an online ‘thrift’ store.  But you’re still a little small for those.  So when we were at the mall last weekend, and I ran across one in your size, I couldn’t resist.  And don’t you just look so handsome!

The Prepmeister

See, even YOU seem convinced at how cool you look…

Yeah.  I look good.

And then there were the shoes.  Your mom INSISTED that it’s silly to put shoes on a baby before they can actually walk.  But I’m afraid she was overcome by the cute factor of these…

I mean, really.  Who wouldn’t be??

And I have to say, what self-respecting fashionismo would want to share the spotlight?  Go away, kitty!



Yeah.  Dude.  You're in between me and the camera.




Mommy!  Make it go away!!