It is terrible that I feel so dependent on the doctor to determine how my little guy is progressing. Luckily, we were visiting my Aunt and Uncle in Ft. Meade during Spring Break when we made a little trip down to the DC Temple and they had a scale. Scott and I took turns climbing on the scale with Nathan and we figured he was about 15lbs. It was terrible news, because it meant that he didn’t fit in his 1-2 diapers anymore. I think the whole thing is silly, we were fine with the diapers until we found out his weight, then he started leaking all the time, thankfully it wasn’t poo, the poor guy can just fill the darn things up and leaks wet everywhere.
April 30th marked the last day of safety and sanity when Nathan figured out how to roll from his back to his front. The first time he did it I thought it was just a fluke, and after he did it a few times, I knew I was in trouble.
Nathan spent his first General Conference at home with Me and Scott. We put a quilt down that covered most of our meager living room so that we could watch him roll over all during conference, I know, we are sick. At least when we ask someone to watch him we can legitimately say, “yes, he does tricks!”
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