I turned four months old on January 25, 2016.  At my last check-up I weighed 16 pounds 6 ounces, was 25.5 inches long, and my head circumference was 17.75 inches.  I’m a strong and healthy baby girl, in the 90th percentile for height and weight, and still of the charts for head size.

I am increasingly social.  I like to chat now, and if you get me going I’ll “talk” to you for quite some time, or maybe grunt at you like a dinosaur.  My favorite thing to grunt at is my feet.  They’re pretty much my favorite thing, period.  I like to hold them, laugh at them, and shove them in my mouth.  I’ve also discovered crinkle books, and can highly recommend them.

I’m getting more physically adept, and figured out how to roll front to back on January 1, 2016.  I’m also making some moves to sit up, and I do a mini-crunch to indicate that I’d like to assume a sitting position.  I’ve tried sitting in a Bumbo seat, but only sort-of liked it.  I REALLY like my jumperoo, but only for about 15 minutes at a time.

I’ve had some setbacks in the sleeping department, which Mommy and Daddy expected but were hoping would not come to pass.  I had a major sleep regression at about 16 weeks of age, and have begun waking up every 1-3 hours all night long.  It’s a good thing I’m so cute …

Current likes: My feet

Current dislikes: Sleeping through the night

Splish, splash!  Wondering why I’m taking a bath?  Yes, I’ve started potty training with the New Year (my first day was January 1, since it was a long holiday weekend).  It can be kind of a messy proposition, which means lots of baths and laundry.  Mommy and Daddy decided to use the “Oh Crap, Potty Training” method, which meant I was pants-less for the first 48 hours, and commando after that.  I was actually surprisingly good at the whole thing, considering it was my first time out.  After one accident, I made it to the potty successfully the next twelve times!  The trickiest part is going to be navigating daycare, because they want me to wear a pull-up, and I’m wise to the fact that it’s a glorified diaper.

Speaking of daycare, I’m no longer crying at morning drop off (I had been pretty good about this until baby Lena came, and then I started getting weepy again).  Now I’m still a little hesitant in the mornings, but I warm up to my little friends after being there for a minute or two.  When Mommy and Daddy pick me up after school I tell them about my day and ask them about theirs.  Although my vocabulary is pretty advanced, I do have a couple adorable mispronunciations/malapropisms , which Mommy and Daddy can’t bring themselves to correct.  For example, I sometimes call the bean bag chair the “green bean,” I call the basketball hoop a “hula hoop,” and I call my marble tower a “marvel” tower.

Current likes: using my little Sesame Street potty, watching Big Bird sing the cooperation (“cooperatio”) song

Current dislikes: using the daycare potty

Looks like somebody was hitting the punch a little hard prior to our photo shoot …