Monkeys & softballs

It's been a wild past few weeks. To start out with, Grant had his 4 month check-up a couple of weeks ago. For those keeping score, he weighed in at 17 lbs 15 oz (92 percentile) and 26 inches (80 percentile). In spite of these large numbers, his head circumference only fell in the 30 percentile. So we've got a big baby with a tiny head (kinda the opposite of Bobby from Bobby's World, but I think we've still got a great cartoon idea going here). He's our little bear!

(Grant's the one in the crib)

Grant had a great Halloween. We decided not to take him trick-or-treating this year, mostly because you just can't trust people anymore and we didn't want him eating razors. :) Or because he has no teeth. Depends on whether you ask me or KaraLee! So I wanted him to be an elephant. KaraLee got this great elephant costume a few months ago that we were hoping he'd grow into, but alas, in spite of his massive size (which would seem appropriate for an elephant costume) he's not quite there yet. Stay tuned for next year on that front.

He looks okay while on the floor....
... but some obvious problems when standing up!

So we gave up on the elephant idea and went for a monkey instead. We think this was a winner costume for him this year:He was real cute, and yes, that's a banana on his head. But honestly, as far Grant was concerned, these were just another set of snuggly pajamas. He actually slept through most of the church Halloween activity!

In further news, we had the law school softball tournament yesterday. For those who are unfamiliar, softball takes precedence over pretty much any law school activity at the University of Illinois. To give you a feel for how big it is, we have 19 fully loaded teams in the league this semester, with each time having around 13-18 players on the roster. And for a school with only about 180 students per class (and 3 classes, of course), I'd say that's a pretty significant amount of participation. Anywho, in our first game yesterday afternoon (we made it to the semi's before getting eliminated), I turned my ankle coming into home on a close play. I scored, of course. I won't lie, it hurt. Here's a little footage (props to KaraLee for having a camera handy and having the wherewithal to come out of the dugout and avoid the chain-link fence getting in the way of the picture):Needless to say, it was rough getting my shoes on for church this morning. But at least my run counted and we won the game!