The boy in all of his chubbiness weighs in just shy of 19 lbs, at 18lbs, 14 oz. 26 inches long.
He is happy and healthy, and holy cow is he tough. He only flinched at his two shots, no crying or need for comforting afterward.
This morning he pounced himself off of the bed, and landed like a cat- uninjured, no pain and just proud of himself for moving. I am not sure if all this is leading to a good thing and I can't imagine having my hands more full.We are off to St. Louis to cuddle the triplets!
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cat like reflexes in an infant....hmmm...I think you have a superhero in the making :)
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