Dear Hagen,
You turned four months old yesterday, so we went to see Dr. Hoover for your well child check-up. This is you, hanging out in the waiting room:
The short version is that you're a very well child: 90% for weight, 50% for height and 74% for head circumference. You'll fit in well with the rest of us swarthy types here in the Shire.
I asked Hoover about your spit-up situation - that you seem to kick back about half of everything we feed you - and she said it's not a cause for concern, just an inconvenience. Then she said, "I mean, it's not as if he's (giggle, giggle) failing to thrive (chuckle, chuckle)."
I'm sorry that you've been getting the short end of the stick on the blog lately. Being quiet and sweet and well-adjusted doesn't get you much coverage in the press.
Please know that you are an unending source of love and joy in our lives, that you begin and end every day with a smile, and we can't imagine a time when you weren't a part of our family:
Love,
Mom
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