Measuring the Man

In a desperate attempt to keep Henry's baby book exactly up to date, I set out to get his 3 month measurements a few weeks ago. As you may or may not know, most doctors don't require infants to come in during month 3, so these measurements were far from "official". We had a good time anyway climbing on to the table and giving it our best shot.

Mr. go-with-the-flow had no problems lounging on the hard table.

After witnessing her brother getting to spread out on the table, Amelia wanted a shot as well. We obliged and let her lounge a bit, but to get an accurate measure of her, she had to stand against the wall.

Henry decided to take this opportunity to see if we could get a handful of his sister's hair--his new favorite pastime. Luckily (for now anyway) Amelia thinks this is great fun and often puts her head of hair near his hand in an attempt to get him to grab it.


Twenty-six inches it is! Upon hearing this, Henry decided he better get going on practicing those b-ball skills (see the basketball rattle in his chubby little hand?).