Today was Beckett's 4 month appointment. I'm sure you're all eagerly awaiting the new stats.
He did not want to stretch his leg out to be measured, but we finally wrestled him down.
64.5cm or for those of us in America, 25.4 inches. That's the 75%.

He was also pretty wiggly on the scale. Despite what it says here, they locked him in at 7.775 kg.
In American that's 17 lbs 2.2 oz. That's the 75-90%. Surprise, surprise.
He got more immunizations too after waiting only 3 hours at the doctors office. Mommy was NOT pleased. Beckett was almost as pissed off as I was when he got his shots. Here he is trembling in anticipation.

(Yes, that's a burp cloth he's holding and loving. He's taken to rubbing things on his face when he goes to sleep. When we check on him in the night he usually has the blanket over his face and his feet hanging out. He fell asleep before the shots, but since I was lucky enough to wait in the waiting room for an hour he got a good nap.)
He didn't even cry when he got the first one and he only let out a big wail on the last two that sting a lot. But he didn't cry very long and calmed down enough that I could get some Chipotle as a reward for not killing a nurse or some unruly urchin or his negligent parent.