week 32: dr. rosenberg's sweet tooth

According to our sources, the good doctor has now grown finger and toe nails, and has either a decent amount of hair on his head, or a lovely crop of peach fuzz (reminiscent of his father's high school facial hair). He's pushing close to four pounds, and probably in the neighborhood of 16 or 17 inches. More easily noticeable, however, is his mobility. The good doctor is now often referred to as, "Senor Squirmy Pants."

After each meal, Overboard notices how Dr. Rosenberg reacts. Anything sugary sets him into a frenzy, and I'm starting to worry that my boy who hasn't grown any pearly whites yet is developing a sweet tooth. I admit, I do have a pretty amusing mental image of him post-sugar-rush, hands flapping around, legs churning, swimming tight little circles around Overboard's belly, emitting what could only be a little, "Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

Overboard's favorite saying these days seems to be, "Oh, wow, he's really moving around in there!" I think I hear that 50 times a day, through phone calls, emails, IM messages, and occasionally, in a mumbled voice that I think is real, as I'm seconds away from drifting off to sleep...