Monkey in the Mirror

I caught Baby Joseph looking in his play mirror the other day. And while I wanted to play with these fun pictures in Photoshop first, I decided to play later and post anything fun afterward if it materializes. First and foremost I gotta feed the need for Baby Joseph addicts. Ahh, who am I kidding? The need I gotta feed is mine! My precious wants to play with that other baby so bad! He just can't quite get to him. He reaches for everything these days. It's really neat to check him out doing that. He really digs his toys that hang overhead on his play mat. I remember the first time I saw him reach up and stroke his hanging animals. I remember the times after that when it looked like he was almost doing it as a comfort - his little hands would just be softly petting them. Then other times he would be swatting wildly and screeching happily! I love those silly screeches!

My baby had his four month check up on Wednesday. Oy vey! Someone give me some bricks to stop him from growing! This was a good checkup though. He really showed off for Dr. Straughn (best pediatrician ever and father to twin boys!) by cooing and giggling the whole time. Except for the immunization part...eesh, what a way to break a mom's heart. Four shots. We survived!

We talked a little about when to try rice cereal. Joseph seems just fine with milk for now though. Just when we get one thing mastered, it's time to start a new thing. They grow and learn so ding-a-dang-darn fast! Slow down, clown!

I like Dr. Straughn because he wears bow ties. And real ones - not the clip on kind! I think Joseph will really like him as his doctor for all the years ahead of us. Joseph weighed in at 14 pounds and 4 ounces, and 24.5 inches long. We thought he had a big head, but it measured in the 25th percentile.

Here is a funny story for you: The other morning I was changing Joseph's diaper. It was just an innocent diaper change...nothing exciting was expected. You'd think that I'd learned by now, but nooooo. It was like slow motion. He started to pee. It flew into the air, it splashed everywhere. More pee splashed on the forehead and rolled into his eyes. My hand flew to cover "it", my other hand reached for a cloth and just when I thought the worst was over - it was a perfect little arc - right. into. his. mouth. OH. MY. GOSH. I was mortified. I screeched. His poor little face scrunched up in a tight little wad and he had this expression - that the only way to describe it is it looked like someone who had drank their own pee. I recovered and finished the damned diaper change and took my poor baby to go have some milk. Anything to wash out the little pee drinker's mouth. He coughed the whole way into the kitchen! It wasn't a horrible choking cough, but a funny kinda whiny "what the heck?" kind of cough. Or more like "what the HELL?" My poor baby! I hope this was the first and last time THAT happens!

Ta-ta for now! Big slobbery, slimy kisses to all! Especially to that good looking baby in the mirror.