Tuesday, March 24, 2009
I have decided not to allow Matthew to write his own update, as I usually would, because I have so much that I want to say about him, from my own perspective. Besides, he couldn't sit still long enough to write anything these days. As a toddler--and a boy--he is busy, busy, busy, "from the rising of the sun to the going down of the same." (Anybody remember that old song? Probably not, unless you too were raised in a church that was stuck in the '70's, musically speaking.)
So at his check-up last week, our little guy handled his shots quite manfully, with only a couple of whimpers when the needles went in. He weighed in at 24 lbs., 11 oz., or the 40th percentile for his age. Height-wise, he's now 33 1/2 inches, which puts him at about 85%. So he's tall, but not amazingly tall, and... skinny. In other words, he hasn't changed much in a purely statistical sense.
For one thing, he's starting to get much more physical. Now he is more likely to initiate a wrestling match with Meg than she is with him. (He has a lot to get her back for.) He is liable, now, at any moment, to reach out and engage his sister physically--somehow, someway, doesn't matter what. Could be a kiss, a hair tug, a back pat, or a whack in the face with a plastic block... you just never know. (Yes, we are putting heavy emphasis on training him in gentleness!)
Posted by Cara at 9:37 AM