No Longer "Smalliver"

They say that "brevity is the soul of wit;" I make no claims to wittiness in this blog post as wit requires a well-rested mind. :) I do, however, aim for brevity. Here are some recent pictures along with one word (with some elaboration) to describe our littlest dude as he appears in each picture.


Growing: At his 9 week check up, Oliver was in the 90th percentile for weight and 97th percentile for length. His noggin made an "average" appearance on the growth charts at the 45th percentile. A friend in our small group affectionately observed that "he is getting his 'chub' on."


Cuter: As his mama, I have thought that Ollie was cute all along...but I think he is getting cuter as the weeks go on. His hair is filling in, making him look less like a balding old man.


Loved: Theo and Asher regularly give a love offering of toys to their brother. They like to kiss Ollie, and Theodore especially likes to help burp him.


Snuggler: Our little guy loves to snuggle. If we could carry him all day, he would let us.


Sleeper: Ollie sleeps for 5 hour stretches now and is a napping champion. The essential element to ensure good sleep? A nice, tight swaddle. The moment he is wrapped, Oliver is calm and quiet. He coos and then we put him in his bed. Viola - sleeping baby!


Smiling: Ok...so this picture is not exactly a smile. We have not been able to capture his grin on film yet. The smiles are so fast; so what we have here is the beginnings of his smile. He opens his mouth wide, then the grin spreads across his face in a somewhat lopsided fashion (like his mama's smile).

It is hard to believe he is 10 weeks old! It seems he has been a part of our family forever, and, yet, it seems that we just brought him home from the hospital.