A Super Duper Action Packed Update! Now with monster stats and travel!

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I. Monster Stats

Are you ready? 

Our Bunting boy is 4 months old. FOUR!!!  I know this is becoming redundant, but really- officially we have barely crossed over the threshold into non-newborn status, yet daily we are stunned with how big and smart and competent our little muffin has become. But he's still a wee baby.  It's mind blowing, how quickly he has morphed from newborn to this chunk of yummy baby boy that seems to acquire a new skill daily.  

How may I assist you? Cooking, taxes, explaining the health care bill? 

At four months, here are the numbers: 

Weight: 17.5 lbs (90th percentile) 

Length: 26 inches (90th percentile)

Head Circumference: 45 cms (100th percentile, literally off the chart) 

It's true, my head is bigger than 100% of American babies my age. 

The head thing is really no surprise, for we are a big headed family.  My dad's head was huge (no off the rack hat ever fit him), my head is huge (baseball caps unfastened at the back often don't fit), Fritz's head is huge (ditto the hat thing). 

When Dr. H measured his noggin, she said "oh, that can't be right" and re-measured it.  When she obtained the same measurement, she went and got a different measuring tape.  Still big. His head has been big since the day he was born, so she was not worried, just shocked. 

Big headed-ness aside, he is healthy and developmentally on target. He flirted with and babbled at the nurse as she administered his oral rotavirus solution, and didn't make a peep when he received his DTP shot.  Our pediatrician is fantastic- she waits until he is nursing, then bam! gives the shot and he doesn't make a peep. He never sees and barely feels the needle, and as a result he thinks the doctor's office, with all the mobiles hanging from the ceiling, is a wonderland of fun (see photo at top of post). He is healthy, sleeps through the night, his antics have us in a constant state of glee.

He is teething big time, he wants something in his mouth to gnaw on every waking moment. 

He wakes every morning with the sun (oh no!), full of joy, pinwheeling his arms and pumping his legs. I pull him into bed with us, and he stares at his daddy, reaching out to grab his arm for a snuggle. Despite his giant head, he is increasingly able to raise it when on his tummy, and can now turn over (!!!) from front to back. 

Good morning, Daddy! 

II. Wherein our tiny hero flies the very friendly skies for the first time

My work calendar hews closely to the school district calendar, and so we decided that Spring Break was the perfect time to travel to the East Coast to introduce Bunting to his relatives in Virginia and Massachusetts. I was a wreck, worried that we would be those people, the ones with the shrieking child on the airplane. Once again, I fall to my knees in gratitude and can report that Bunting was PERFECT on all three flights.  He nursed, he napped, he stared in wonder at the windows, the lights, the buttons overhead, the latch for the tray table. He flirted with fellow passengers, and charmed all the flight attendants (who repeatedly offered to hold him, and could not have been friendlier or more helpful). 

Clockwise: at SFO; not impressed with the accommodations in Coach; on the shuttle at Dulles; safety is very important

4 hours and 15 minutes later (we had a nice brisk tailwind), we landed at Dulles Airport, and shortly thereafter were happily ensconced at DRD and Grandma J's house. The grandparents and Bunting quickly formed a mutual admiration society. 

Playtime with Grandpa; holding hands with Grandma; Mr. Smith goes to Washington; snuggles and naptime with Grandma J

We were busy busy while in Virginia; we visited the National Museum of American History, the Udvar Hazy Center, and went to several great restaurants, including a Korean BBQ place named "Honey Pig". Baby Boy was such a trouper, fantastic throughout.  Only one time did we push it too far, his poor little baby nerves were fried and he cried and cried on the car ride home.  It was wretched, watching my poor little boy sob from exhaustion. We learned our lesson, and thereafter were much more diligent about protecting his sleep and making sure he was able to nap properly every day. 

The Udvar Hazy is an extension of the Air and Space Museum, and is located at Dulles airport. If you are ever in the D.C. area, it is a MUST SEE.  It is a phenomenal collection. On display inside of a huge hangar are hundreds of aircraft, including The Space Shuttle Enterprise, a Concorde, an SR-71 Blackbird, the Enola Gay, and much more. 

The Shuttle 'Enterprise'

Baby gear side note: I had planned to rent a portable crib in Virginia, but Grandpa Richard found this ingenious travel crib online. It's called a PeaPod, and it is magic. Bunting loved it, slept through the night and napped without issue every day of our trip. Here it is in action: 

It folds up like a sunshade, into a compact circular package about 14 inches in diameter. Brilliant. 

One of the main reasons that we traveled to Virginia was to see F's grandparents. F spent many a happy hour in this house, and it brought him great joy to see Bunting there. 

Snuggles with Great-grandma Marion Gray


Also in Virginia are Aunt Melissa and Uncle Tim. As evidenced by the photo below, Uncle Tim has quite the touch with babies, and Bunting loved him.  Aunt Melissa (alas her back is turned, but she is on the left) is not such a fan of babies, however she and Bunting also had a very nice time together. So much so that she declared, sans duress or prompting, that as far as babies go he was very cute and well behaved. 

With Uncle Tim


From Virginia we headed to the Boston area, where Aunt Kathy and Uncle Marshall live. We did some sightseeing in Boston, but mostly we just relaxed and visited, and ate fantastic food- Bluefish (a delicious regional specialty not available in California), swordfish, gnocchi, fantastic locally made Italian sausage and cannoli. We were spoiled rotten.  Cousins Sarah and Ben were unable to make it down from Ithaca, where Cornell University is keeping their noses to the grindstone, however due to the amazing power of the Internet we were able to chat and see each other via our laptops. 

Red cheeks, post-sightseeing. Boston was cold and windy. 

Our flight home from Boston was looooong, two hours longer than the flight out.  F was unable to sit with us, fortunately Bunting and I sat next to a very nice man and his 10 year old son, who swapped seats with us so that we could have the aisle, which made everyone's life easier- I could easily get up to change diapers and take little strolls, and they didn't have to get up to let us out repeatedly. 

Mepher and Josh picked us up from the airport, which was wonderful. Fitting four adults, one baby, luggage and assorted gear into a Honda Accord was a challenge, but we made it work. Fortunately Mepher has a bike rack. I think Thule should seriously consider targeting a new market for their products: 

We arrived home exhausted but very content. It was wonderful to spend time with family that we don't have to opportunity to see very often, and to be able to introduce Bunting in person to family members who have loved him from afar from day one. I hope that it is the first of many. 

He absolutely loved this chair in Kathy and Marshall's living room