Wednesday, August 29, 2007

8 Months Old

Hey everyone! Bet you didn't expect to hear from me again so soon. I like to keep you on your toes. :-) I have a lot to tell you about. First of all, here's the picture of my two teeth. I love having them but you have to be careful because I like to try to bite things and they are pretty sharp. I've only bitten my mommy one time while nursing. She didn't get mad at me because I didn't bite too hard, but give me a finger and I can really chomp down.

The next important thing you need to know is that I'm now wearing a Dynamic Orthotic Cranioplasty (DOC) Band. Around my house we just call it a helmet. The back of my head is moderately flat because I have always liked to sleep on my back. When my brother learned to roll over, he chose to sleep on his stomach, but I've always preferred my back. As a result, I have a flat head. After my six month check-up, my pediatrician referred me to Cranial Technologies for an evaluation of my head. They determined that I would benefit from wearing a band. From what I hear, depending on my growth rate, this should help my head grow in the correct shape within 2-3 months. I wear it 23 hours a day and for the most part it doesn't bother me. I've been wearing it about 2 weeks now and last night was the first night I slept all night. But hey, you try sleeping in a motorcycle helmet and see if you can do it. Do you like how it's decorated? My brother, Thomas, wanted to go shopping and buy some special dinosaur stickers for it. I like them and even though I don't know their names, my brother tells me the T-Rex is the best. And boy you should have seen my stickers glow when we were playing lunar golf last week! It was cool!
And wearing a helmet is pretty beneficial to me right because I started pulling up a few days ago. When I fall down, I won't hurt my head. I have a 2 year old friend named Cole who wore a band like mine, and he told me I have to learn to be careful with my head when I'm not wearing it. We'll cross that bridge later. Can you see what I went for the first time I stood up? That's right, my brother's dinosaurs. The toys I'm not supposed to have are always more enticing than the toys I'm allowed to have. I usually give myself away though. It either gets really quiet because I'm trying to be sneaky about it or I start squealing I'm so excited to have the "bad" toy.

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