4 Months Old--Rolling, Teething, Going Bald

Hey, folks.  I'm a little over 4 months old now, but things have been pretty busy for Team Foster.  The lady with the long locs (I've figured out that she's my mama) has been decorating the house and everything smells of apples and cinnamon.  My big brother, Emmanuel, was all dressed up with his tools and had a bucket full of candy.  My dad (the guy with the glasses who is right beside my mama all the time) has been sick, and I have been sick, too.  

My mama is worried sick about me being sick.  I've still got a smile on my face even though I don't feel that great! 

But, I do get tired.  I've been doing all of these exercises to strengthen my little muscles.  It's called tummy time.  And, I'm happy to report that contrary to popular opinion (ahem, my doctor), I have rolled over from front-to-back, and I even try to roll from back-to-front (I'm halfway there).  It seems as though my doc thinks that I'm too big to roll.  Since I weighed in at 16.6 pounds at my last check-up (I'm still in the 90+ percentile for weight), she said that I may not roll for quite some time.  But, I showed her my moves right there in the office, and she said that I will probably crawl before I'm rolling consistently.  Well, it doesn't matter how I travel, I just know that I need to keep up with my exercises so that I can catch my big brother and cousins.

These days I'm also putting everything in my mouth.  This, of course, freaks my germaphobe mama out!  She says that there are only so many toys that she can sterilize in a day!  I'm in full-swing teething mode, and the doc says that my symptoms will continue for quite some time before cutting a tooth because my gums are thick.  I don't know what that means...I just know that they hurt and I need to put things in my mouth to get some relief.

 And, alas, the hair that I was born with is becoming a thing of the past. I have cradle cap...it's not bad, the doc said I was a 2 on a scale from 1 to 10, but my hair is falling out.  Believe it or not, the new hair is already growing in its place.  It's a little coarser than what I was born with and lighter.

That Emmanuel, he's pretty cool as far as big brother's go, but he is all up in my grill all the time.

Mama said that the picture below of me as I was trying to escape Emmanuel's grasp...

...is very similar to the picture below that she took of Emmanuel when he was 4 months old.

We just want to make sure that people know who they are dealing with.  The Foster Brothers mean business.  We love hard.  We play hard.  And, we work hard.

But, we are still mama's cuddlebugs.