My little boy

Is almost 7 months old! Yikes! We had his 6 mo. check-up yesterday. Which means he got a bunch of shots. I timed the pacifier plug exactly right, so he only cried for a few seconds after them. Poor little guy. :(

The stats:

Ht: 27 1/4 inches (69th percentile)
Wt: 19 lbs 3 1/4 oz (63rd percentile)
Head: 44 cm (50th percentile)

He is super fun! He's getting quite wiggly! He loves jumping anywhere, anytime. He loves diving for objects-- which means I have to hold on to him extra tight. He loves being sung to. He is a champion fall-asleeper. I put him in his crib wide awake and he just lays there looking around content, and eventually drifts off. He loves being outdoors. LOVES it. If he's upset, that's one thing I know will calm him right down.





The following picture was not posed. My nephew Matthew loves doing everything 'baby' does. I was told that as they were driving to our house, the last twenty minutes of the drive were full of Matthew's "Baby? baby? baby? baby?! baby??!!! baby!!!" When Ethan gets on Ross' lap, so does Matthew. When Ethan plays with a toy, so does Matthew. When Ethan gets changed, Matthew insists too. He's so cute. And he calls Ross 'oss' and he calls me 'boren.' By the way... my name is really hard for little kids to say. An 'L' and an 'R'? That's just a little too much. When my brother Will was little he had the L down, but not the R. So he called me Lowen. Hence the nickname. However, the 'Laur' part of my name is actually pronounced like the name Lars, not like Loren. Which seems to be a Western thing, because NO-ONE in Kansas gets it. They just think I can't say it right. :( So I stopped correcting everybody. In fact, let me illustrate.

In Utah:
Other person: Is your name pronounced Lawren or Loren?
Me: Law-ren.
Other person: Law-ren. Okay.

Anywhere East of Colorado:
Other person: What's your name?
Me: Lawren
Other person: What?
Me: LAWren
Other person: OH, Loren?
Me: (deflated)....yeah.

Good thing I don't mind THAT much. But anyway. Enough about that.



And here's Ethan in his K-State sweat-suit that used to be his daddy's. So cute! He's getting too chubby for it already.



P.S. I do not wish to make anyone feel bad for calling me Loren. I will happily respond to that. Especially if I really like you. :)

A little project

Ross needed something to occupy his time in the two days he had off between his internship and school/work. This guy can't relax! But I'm glad because he made me these shelves for some of our food storage! It's in our stairwell to our basement, and it's completely custom made to fit the stuff we use most.

BEFORE:

WORKING:

AFTER:

Thanks sweetie poo!

Flashback...uh.. Thursday

So, who does Ethan look like? Well let's see here.

I don't see much resemblance between these two:



(I know, with the exception of the lovely velour couches in the first photograph that make it clear it's from another decade, you'd think they were the same baby.)

And here's one of me. I'm a couple of months older in this than Ethan is in the following one.


So apart from Ethan's ears, which I think he got from me, I think we're looking at a little mini- Ross.

And although the shape of Ethan's eyebrows are the same as Ross', they turn bright red like his mom's used to when he starts to cry.