Quite a bit of time has passed since my last post. I'm finding it increasingly difficult to find the time to get the word about Elliot out. But, this does not mean I intend to stop. It only means I intend to be more diligent. So, quite a lot has happened since our Father's Day excursion to Cape Cod. Elliot has been growing like a wild fire. He went to the doctor yesterday and the official word on his weight is 19.6 pounds. That is literally off the charts. He was in the 97 percentile, which was the highest line on the chart. Now, he was plotted above that point. I think he just might be the biggest baby in all of history. I mean, with such a burly father, it's no wonder he's so massive.
Sometimes he gets so tired carrying around his girth that he just falls asleep. Here he is taking a nap while eating his lunch. Notice how he's managed to keep the bottle in his mouth even without consciousness. What a talented little tyke.

Here he is sleeping after a long walk in his double stroller. What you can't see is that Ella is sitting behind him (also asleep).

After a quick cat nap, the little bean is awake and trying out his new tricks. Just last week, he rolled over onto his stomach. He looks so proud once he's done it. In the picture below, I think he's trying to figure out why the world is upside down from its usual appearance.
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I have one word for you, dear Elliot: ATKINS
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