Every day I give Drew some tummy time. This picture is from a few weeks ago. As you can see he was doing real well at lifting his head, but now when he goes on tummy time he just lays there. It's as if he is saying: "This is too hard, I'm not even going to try. I like it laying down just fine." The scratches on his face are from him. When he sucks his thumb, he also claws himself. I've learned to cover his hand during naps to prevent this. But I've cut a hole in his mittens so he can still get at that thumb!

Here's some family pics we took of ourselves. It doesn't happen often, but they turned out nice despite the Scout troop running around where we were taking them.

Today drew had his first real doctors appointment - you know, the one with the pain. He was really good even after the nurse gave him his 3 sticks, not to say he didn't give a piercing scream during. I was imagining what he might be feeling - he's only had one needle stick before, and that was the hepB shot in the hospital when he was born. And he probably can't remember that, so getting stabbed in the leg was a whole new unpleasant experience. It took him a few seconds after his first shot - like he was processing what the heck just happened, and then let out the scream. But they all were done in less than 20 seconds (the nurse was quick), and he quieted right down when mom picked him up. A pause- as if the wheels were still turning in that head of his, and then a few more screams and a betrayed look on his face. As if we were guilty. Speaking of his head, it's official. It's big. Of course he was weighed and measured before the doc saw him, and he reached 11 pounds exactly. That got him into the 10th percentile in weight, and his height got him to 25%. But the head was the knockout. 50%. Gotta have room to store all those brains from his smart mom in there.

Despite our best effort against it, Drew has learned to suck his thumb. When he is in his crib, he'll get real quiet so we think he is asleep. Then when we go to check on him, he is happy thumb sucking along . . .

For Halloween, Drew was our little surgeon.
As you can see he was very happy about his costume.


We went to our church's trunk-or-treat. Drew was a very good boy. He slept in his car seat the whole time. He even won us third place in the trunk decorating contest. I think this will be the first and last year he will sleep through the "candy collecting" on Halloween.