Sadie Two Month Checkup

Whenever we drive by our pediatrician, who's office is just down the street, Jake casually says her name, "Doctor Halpin." Today, when we actually pulled into the parking lot, Jake screamed with happiness from the backseat, "DOCTOR HALPEEEEEEN!!" I'm not sure why he loves going there so much. Probably because he hasn't had a shot there in months and instead gets to play with crayons, tongue depressors and ear scopes while Sadie gets checked out.

Sadie did great at her checkup. Dr. Halpin says she's holding her head up like a baby twice her age, and tracking objects vertically, which is unusual for a baby only two months old. Dr. Halpin is great because she always comes up with some obscure talent that your child is doing better than other kids their age. We're happy about her vertical tracking, but we're mostly happy she's just healthy and smiling a lot at us. I know it's still early, but I'm predicting that she's going to love to laugh. I think Jake is more apt to want to make others laugh (class clown).

So, on to the growth stats:

Weight: 11 lbs, 10 oz (75th percentile)
Height: 24 1/2 inches (97th percentile)
Head: 15 inches (45th percentile)

After a few more checkups I'll update the Jake vs. Ryan growth chart to include Sadie's numbers. I'd include Ali's numbers, but I think they were lost in a tragic fire.

OK, we're off to Smith Mountain Lake for a few days for the Memorial Day holiday. I don't want to get too editorial here, but it is easy to forget what Memorial Day is about with all the sales on steaks and used cars. If you don't do anything else Memorial Day-related, check out this Wikipedia page that ranks wars by deaths. They don't split out the casualties by nationality, so if you scroll down to the current Iraq war, you'll see the conservative number is 214,000, which isn't often reported in the press. Our good friend Dylan is over in Iraq somewhere, and he has occasional access to the Internet, and I'm sure if he's reading this he's probably shaking his head at the inference that wars are bad. And yes I am inferring that wars are bad, but I would concede that some are less bad than others and some are probably even necessary, and if you're reading this Dylan, we will continue this debate as soon as you and your people over there get back home safely.