We had Logan’s six month checkup today. The doctor confirmed what I’d suspected—he has a big head. He is 50th percentile for height, 55th for weight, and 85th for head size. He grows out of shirts because his head no longer fits through the neck, not because the body is too small. This isn’t surprising, because I have a big head too. In fact, all through our pregnancy classes the only question Mark ever asked (repeatedly) was what if his head is too big to come out?
Having a big head has never been an issue for me—except for that one birthday party when I couldn’t ride the pony because the helmet would not fit on my head. I’m still upset about that. I guess we’ll have to send Logan with an extra large helmet if he ever goes to any pony-riding parties.
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