I am a very fine boy with a big beautiful head. I have been to the children's hospital and heard it from a neurosurgeon. It doesn't get much more authoritative than that, now does it? I kept telling the Cuddler that I was fine, but she insisted that we follow up with the neurosurgeon per Dr. W's orders. I think the Dr. enjoyed delivering our good news, because I don't think he gets to do that a lot.
In addition to touting my fineness, the neurosurgeon told the Cuddler that I needed more tummy time so my lopsided melon head would round out. Well, I have been showing her, I just roll right on over to my back and smile slyly at her.
As great as it was to hear that I am a very fine boy, it made me sad to see other children that were not going to get such great news. It made me even sadder that some of their parents spoke harshly to them and handled them roughly. The Cuddler and Morning Guy have their faults, but their words to me are always kind and their touch always gentle. If I ever feel like I'm having a rotten day, I will remember children who are not as lucky.
So, I am up to 17 pounds and 10 ounces and am 27 inches long!!! That puts me in 9-12 month clothes and makes me one very big boy with a beautiful head. Here are some pictures of this very fine head...
Much Love, a very fine Plum