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It's patently obvious to anyone who sees my chunky heft of a boy that he's not an infant, but yesterday he passed a milestone that truly hauls him out of the infant class. You see yesterday he finally grew out of his infant car seat. Not in height mind you. Thanks to steroids, he hardly grows and his head dips nicely below the height requirements for the seat, and well below the percentile charts for his age. However thanks to steroids, he puts on weight. Yesterday he weighed in at 22 pounds 5 oz. That's 5 oz over the weight limit for his car seat. So out of the car seat he must go. His weight finally puts him in the 10th percentile for his age.

"My boy's in the tenth percentile" I beam proudly. Before Little T, I never thought I'd brag about being in the 10th percentile. But he's eaten a lot of food to come to his current weight. Well okay a lot of food has literally been pumped into his stomach as well. And he's come along way from the twig thin third-world baby chemo look. Still, I thought we were still months away from being on the charts. Now of course I want more. Grow baby grow!

BTW Special K had the opposite problem. She grew too tall for the infant car seat months before her first birthday. So we had to put her into another car seat still facing backwards.


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Jan. 6th, 2006 06:34 am (UTC)
Yay, little T!

::sings off-key::
"grow, grow, grow, your boy
gently 'til he's big
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
life is but a jig"
Jan. 6th, 2006 09:27 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the song! It made me chuckle.
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