Halloween 2012

My first halloween was a success. The weather was perfect and mom and dad were both so excited to take me trick or treating that they hired my 15 year old neighbor to hand out candy (because who wants to live in the lame house with the lights off). I learned a few of our family traditions too. I guess for the first halloween, you only get to choose your own costume if you can talk. And while I am a pretty good writer, my spoken vocabulary to this point consists of "eeeeee" and  "ah-boo". What that means is that like my 3 brothers, I was wearing the Smith/Schulte/Keller costume that made its debut 31 years ago. Apparently Hayley chose to be a bunny instead. And if you know Hayley you will not be surprised that 1) she was talking by her first birthday and 2) she refused to wear the leopard costume. The second tradition is that after we choose a pumpkin from the pumpkin patch, we get to tell dad how to carve it. I figured if I was dressing up as a big cat, my pumpkin should be a big cat too. So here we are

Mom knew I would want to be in the carrier while we walked around the neighborhood so she decided to put the carrier in costume too. And just like the pumpkin carving, she comes up with the idea and dad figures out the best way to make it happen. 

Not sure what the point of trick or treating is because from what I can tell, I go to the door and do all the work and they eat all the candy. Just wait till next year when I have teeth and eat the Reece's and leave them with Dots. After getting the candy, the kids all trade. Our house had the big kid trade and the Haftels had the little kid trade. This picture is like "where's waldo" because my costume matches the rug from a distance

So all in all, it was a great night. The costume officially made it through all willing Kellers. Next year the sky's the limit.

I am crawling/scooting/rolling a little faster now. Mom tried to video the action but once again my inches per minute pace which is currently about 2 inches in 1.5 minutes does not make the cut for allowable video footage. Mom and dad made this necessary rule because they claim to have approximately 25 minutes of video taken before Michael actually crawled to the binky 3 inches away. Maybe next week it will make the blog.

Food wise things are going better. We met with my local doctor and decided that since my weight is okay, nutrition is probably not the cause of my height woes and we can press on despite the reflux. At 24.7" I continue to be under the first percentile on the World Health chart and the bigger shock is that I am 2 inches shorter than tiny Brandon was at the same age. The good news is that I am getting the most out of the 0-3 month clothes that still fit. Since genetics doesn't play into height for a few more years we will blame the carnitine deficiency for a little while longer. The vomiting did improve when we cut down on the cereal. I do much better with smashed up pears and avocado. I will eat just about anything you can put on a spoon. 

My biggest weakness to date is my ability to sleep at night. Mom says I am still on a newborn sleep schedule and its causing her to double up on the anti aging creams. When we first learned of my fatty acid disorder mom was dreading the thought of having to set an alarm to feed me every 4 hours. Well she should be thanking me because I wake up to have her check her watch every 1-2 hours so no alarm is necessary!

And that about sums up the week and my current development. 

Did everyone watch the Broncos????

Cheers

alexa