Big Boy

While I have known first hand since the beginning that Little Dude is a big guy, I sometimes forget just how big he really is. Little Dude is mainly very tall, but he is also very strong for his age. He now sits by himself for a few minutes and will stand for a few minutes as well if he has someone's hands to hold on to. We are used to this, but are sometimes reminded just how big he really is. This point was articulated while we were out last night.

The daddy and I decided to have a nice sit down dinner at a quiet restaurant. Of course Little Dude was with us, but he is well behaved. We sat down for dinner and the waiter seemed very interested in Little Dude. He was talking to him, smiling at him, waving....basically anything to get Little Dude's attention. Since our son is a ham, he stood on daddy's lap and smiled right back.

The waiter was very friendly and near the end of dinner he asked "How old is he? 8 months? 9 months?".

I responded "Oh no.... he is 4 1/2 months".

The waiter then informed us what we sometimes forget. "Wow. He is a big boy!"

He is a big boy. A big, squirmy, rolly, smiley, cuddly bundle of love.