Waits Family Annals

After his sixth-month check-up, we have some stats about the little kid:

Length: 28.5 inches

Weight: 19  lbs 11 oz

Head Circumference: 46 cm (18.1 inches)

IQ: 193 (He’s a Mensa Baby!)

It’s so much fun to see him grow up, and it is crazy how fast it goes. Six moths ago he barely fit in the little blue tub, and now we’re thinking he’s too big for it. I think my favorite thing about him is when he giggles.

You might as well compare him to his first bath time picture from six months ago after the jump here.

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I’m really not going to waste much more space on this post other than to say, the kid is a whopping six months old! To celebrate, we went to the mall. He seemed to cooperate well with the photographer. It was fun to bring some stuff in from the house and see him respond and interact with everything around him. We noticed he is somewhat narcissistic because if he sees a picture of himself he fixates on it. He will stare, smile, and pant. Strange, but true.

We snapped a few pics. Nabbed the ones we could and get to enjoy the rest online. We hope you like staring at him as much as us. Point of pride: We had to sign a release so they can use his pictures in the store. *Can’t stop my head from inflating!* The kid keeps me humble, though. He is sitting in my lap while I type this. Taking a dump.

Enjoy the results:

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It has been five years since I got my license. I had to renew it on May 7th. The people at the DMV were so friendly and helpful. One of the past three statements is false. Which is it?

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More after the jump…

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We got Connor all ready for Church today. And, no, before you get all bent out of shape that we are going to post every outfit change or every bowl movement, we do not have plans to post every little thing that happens to him. Otherwise, I would be posting pictures of him crying right now. Not that he cries a lot. He just so happens to be crying right now.

Anyway, we put him in a striped button down shirt and no pants. Like Father like son. I also don’t like wearing pants. At Church, some people commented that “only Liz” would dress a newborn in a button down shirt. What?! I mean just cause we don’t dress our son in Poo(h), doesn’t mean it’s not cute. Right? More on my poohlosophy (Philosophy on Pooh) in some later post. It’s juicy. A juicy Pooh, perhaps… Anyway, check the pictures after the jump.

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