My Big Baby

Henry had his 6-month checkup yesterday and it was his best yet! He got the go-ahead to start eating some veggies (good times for Mama & Poppa!), Elvis wasn't tempted to punch the nurse (she is such a know-it-all), and my near-constant feedings paid off when it was time to weigh and measure the baby. He weighs almost 19 pounds (nearly tripling his birth weight), and he's 28 inches long. I'm inordinately pleased that he's so giant (in the 91st percentile!). I wanted my boy to be a big, strong, strapping man and was a little surprised when he was born so tiny. So now I guess I can't complain anymore about how Henry can't go more than about 6 minutes without eating, can I?