Fee, Fie, Foe, Thumb

My pediatrician says it's okay for me to eat solid foods now, so I've been chomping away at Dad's finger. Tasty, but tough. Spit won't dissolve it (oh, how I have tried), and without teeth, separating it from his hand is going to take a while. Seems like life's big challenges always come down to unhinging your jaw.

I'm now officially 24" long and 10 lb 6 oz. That puts me at the 45th percentile in length (up from the 20th percentile last month) and the 3rd in weight (up from the 2nd). Although I've more than doubled my weight since birth, I've still gained more inches than pounds. We ladies prefer svelte to scrawny, thank you very much.