I’ve needed this weekend all week. After several days of travel (two of those days being over last weekend), I get a weekend with the family. I have no idea what we’re going to do, but I’m excited to have some adult company and help with the little one. My back could certainly use the rest. I can’t remember if I mentioned it on this blog, but at Fynn’s last appointment he weighed in at 29 lbs and 14 oz and 33 1/2 inches long. He’s a BIG boy. My doctor was shocked at his height and had to measure him twice. I think we’re in trouble when he’s a teenager if he doesn’t start slowing down on the growth.
Poor Fynn had a little accident last night. Nate had to do some things on the boat (we have a sailboat in McKinley Marina), so Fynn and I walked down with him (we live near the lake). It’s actually pretty easy to watch him in the boat because he can cruise on the seating and the floor is deep. That’s what I thought, anyways. Until he was bending to pick something up and his feet sliped on the bottom of the boat and he bashed his mouth into the fiberglass seat. Luckily he just bit his lip really hard (which is already healing this morning). But boy did it bleed…a lot. It didn’t take long to stop, but we were really freaked out. Once he stopped crying and reallized it looked worse than it actually was, we tried to remind ourselves that this is just one of many, many injuries that will come throughout his life. Poor babies.
He seems fine today. I feel guilty about last night so I let him watch Sesame Street. We usually don’t watch TV in the morning…or in the afternoon, but he gets treats today.