He's tracking well for both weight and height (I guess they call it length if he's not standing up), although they'd like to see him put on weight a little faster. We have a strategy for accomplishing that. Meanwhile, we got some new data. It was disappointing, though, because the nurse who took his length measurement just wasn't paying very close attention... she really rushed through it without double-checking if I had him positioned correctly against the little head-thingie. He came out with a length of 25.25". That sounded short to me and Mary, so we measured him again, as accurately as we could, when we got home... twice. We think he's at least .25", maybe as much as .75" taller than the careless nurse registered, so we're going with 25.75" on the chart. Give it an asterisk, just to be rigorous.
He's still 25th percentile for weight, and he's now 60th percentile for length. That makes him the 3rd to 6th percentile for weight/length; or, as we like to say it, he's in the 94th to the 97th percentile for skinniness.
My prediction is that he'll soon tip the scales at least in the 33rd percentile for weight. As I mentioned... we have a plan.
The good news is that he's healthy, thriving, and everyone thinks he's the coolest. Took three more mean jabs in the legs—boosters for his immunizations—and only cried for a few minutes afterwards. Broke our hearts to see him in such pain, as it always does. But he's back home and, so far, happy. Last time, that didn't last long, but we have high hopes. He's twice as mature now as he was back then.
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