December 15, 2008
Yesterday our wee little Harry, actually our fat little chunk, hit his 11 week mark. We went to the doctors this past week for his 2 month check-up and immunizations (we are always at least a couple weeks behind when it comes to the boys' appointments). He was a very good boy for the doctor, and hardly even cried for his shots. He weighed in at a whopping 18.1 lb and was 23 ins long. I still can't believe how big he is. Just a little comparison, at Clark's 2 month check up (that we actually went to when he was 3 months) he was only weighed 13.12 lbs...and we though he was a big boy, ha! He is such a little talker, always cooing and making babies sounds. He loves loves loves to eat, and is doing a lot better sleeping at night. We have been testing out nick names for him, so far we have...Fat Fat (fits him perfectly, but I don't want to give him a complex) Chunk, and Fatty Nacho (Jay is not a big fan of Nacho, but he did not like Big Tuna at first either). Harry is such a good sport when it comes to his big brother. He hardly ever cries when Clark tries to shove food in his mouth, smacks his head, or tries to kiss him as HARD as he can. I try to warn him that he has years of Clark torture to look forward to, but he just smiles and tries to eat his hand. He is such a happy little chunk, and we are so happy to have him.