Tuesday, March 3, 2009

The Sporting Life

We're getting the little guy started early. He's already got his Adidas workout gear (thanks Aunt Katy and Ashtyn!). All he needs now is a soccer ball. Or football or baseball or hockey stick. OK, and a swim suit. Not that bath time is his favorite time of the day, but he doesn't hate it. And I'm sure once he's able to be in the whole tub and not just the baby tub, he'll love it!

He's clearly getting better with his upper body strength and head control, and has even, on occasion, rolled from belly to back and vice versa. (Never more than once at a time, and never both ways on the same day. But we're still proud of him.)

Here he is practicing dealing with the paparazzi. Not really happy, but not mad or sad or angry, either. Just aloof. He's good at that when Mommy has her camera. He's ready for the big time now.

2 comments:

rockle said...

isn't it amazing how, at only 4 months old, he can already convey the expression of "omg my mom is such a dork!" with just a turn of the head?

no? it's just me, then, when shae does it?

rockle said...

ps hockey sticks ftw! shae can be goalie.