Maxon is 8 weeks (or two months? When is it okay to QUIT saying "weeks?) and acts like a teenager. Well not quite, but he is progressing faster than I anticipated. Everyday is a new talent and I swear I can see his brain and nerve synapses fuse to make sense of this crazy world.
At his check-up, Maxon weighed in at a whopping 14lbs 2oz and measured at 25 1/2 inches. Off the charts!!! He also got his shots, which I was nervous for, but he only screamed for a minute and was soothed quickly after that. He is our brave little boy.
His pediatrician ran down a list of milestones he will reach by the next appointment and not to toot our Maxon's horn, but he has accomplished most. He is even TEETHING from his two front bottom teeth!!!!
Maxon is also scooting, standing with our help, smiling and cooing ALL of the time, sleeping longer at night, keeping his head up with little support, grabbing at his toys, pulling anything into his mouth, wearing a size 2 diaper and shoe, wears 3-6 month clothing (barely), is more awake and alert throughout the day, and moving all over his crib. He is so strong, very vocal and quite active.
He (and Tyson and I) had a very fun-filled week.
Max's first Padres Game
Gearing up for his first Beer Festival. His shirt said "Beer Me"
Mommy finally enjoying some tasty brews at the International Beer Festival at the Del Mar Fair. As you can see, Max was not impressed!
Great Grandma Carmen came to San Diego for a quick visit
Celebrating 4th of July at the Padres Game
At Max's play group, we made 4th of July onesies
Max, at his playgroup, getting a quick nap in before songs and playtime.
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