From front to back. Like a lurching ship. Crreeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaak, slam! He COULD lurch from back to front, he gets a-l-m-o-s-t there then has that look of “eh, fuggedaboutit – that Blonde Boy will get it for me.” And the blonde boy does.
He’s gifted. in control of the Blonde Boy.
And enormous! He’s definitely, enormous!
Mo’s Mum xxoo
Morrison & Ox. 5 months
Well, we’re officially off the charts. SO far off the charts we’ve been referred to a specialist to make sure he’s “just a boof” and not “Preparing to destroy Tokyo”.
STATS
7670g (16lb 9oz) 66.5cm (26.1″) and the chart busting melon, measuring in at a whopping 47cm! The 105 percentile and a rapid increase overall the last 2 months. This REALLY does explain how his clothes can fit him then NOT from ONE week to the next. It seems we have given birth to, Gigantor. (Cool theme song, though.)
The Doctor looked in the bassinet and smiled. Well, I didn’t look and think, “Holy crap this kid’s got a big head.” Then she pulled back the blanket. “Oh ok, now he’s got a big head.” Then she looked at Spike. “But so’s he!” She’s right. We are the Big Bonce Family. No doubt about it. Either way, we’ll have him checked out at RCH then pick him up a neck brace!
Happy little bugger, he is. Lays around, chewing his hands. Yacking away to whom ever is in earshot – or not. He doesn’t mind. He will still yack. Yackity yack yack yack! HUGE smile, to go with the huge head, I guess?! He’s become quite used to his brother launching himself towards him at 100 mph but it still makes my heart stop a little bit. “Seriously Spike, he will be able to crush you between his thumb and forefinger by next week… pace yourself and earn his trust!”
He’s not rolling, too top heavy.
He’s not sitting, how could he?!
He’s not competing in the next Olympic Games… unless they add Neck Strength as a new event.
Olympic committee – if you do. It’ll be Gold Gold Gold for Australia! Here they are, tied for Gold. Spike and Mo Big Head. I’m SO glad they were both caesarian sections!
Mo’s Mum xxxx