A laugh at our baby's expense
After Pete’s most recent doctor’s appointment.
Rockford: These numbers they do. It’s like predicting home run numbers a week into the season. “He’s projected to hit 820.”
Nichole: Pete’s going to hit 820 this year? What a baby!
Rockford: I know! Anyway, his head’s in the 25th percentile …
Nichole: That’s a tiny head!
Rockford: His weight’s in the 50th, and his height’s in the 97th.
Nichole: He has a tiny little melon head!
Rockford: It’s a melon on a stick. He’s going to look like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.
Elf Yourself!
This bit of Christmas cheer brought me so much joy this morning. I had no idea Rockford’s grandparents had such fabulous moves.
I was so thrilled with their performance, in fact, that I signed our little crew up for the same treatment. And now I can’t stop watching it. Although really, Pete looks like he could use a little more enthusiasm, doesn’t he? Poppy thinks Daddy looks “so happy,” though, so I guess he’s making up for the littlest Grinch.