"The Cockpit"

The other day while I got dinner ready Mike took Steve upstairs while he changed out of his work clothes. Normally when I take Steve up to our room I just put him in the middle of our queen-sized bed. He is only just starting to roll over, and even when he does he can't go very far (he doesn't continue to roll!), so the middle of the bed seemed safe enough to me. I guess Mike had other thoughts, as evidenced by this elaborate set-up he christened "The Cockpit":

As a follow-up to my previous post, I did get a chance to weigh and measure Steve last week. Last Thursday (7/12/12) he weighed 13#, 12 oz, and on Friday with Mike's help I measured him as best as I could (and certainly as well as they do at the pediatrician's office!) and he is just a bit over 25" long. This puts him at the 78%ile in length and the 42%ile in weight for a 3 month old boy. Long and lean. But he's got chubby cheeks and he's getting some chubby thighs and calves, so he's doing fine! I have a couple of University of Michigan onesies in size 3-6 months and they are clearly for shorter and chubbier babies--he's almost too long for them and they just hang around him at the neck and have all sorts of loose fabric in the torso! Carter's clothes seem to fit him the best, as they are a bit longer and cut more slenderly through the body. And Disney has a very smart "grow an inch" extra row of snaps on their onesies, which will increase their lifespan.