He is almost 11 months old now. He is 15 pounds, 5 ounces and 27 1/2 inches long.
He is still tiny for his age, but he's growing and healthy and he has been a dream baby. All five of us love him to pieces, and he's never wanting for attention or love - especially from his big brothers.
On our last visit to see our family in MD, the boys fell in love with their cousin, Kullen. They couldn't get over his chubby cheeks. So, they fondly nicknamed him, "The Chubster".
Shortly after we returned from that trip, Jack and I had a conversation:
"Mom, what can we call Whitman? He's not chubby like Kullen. Whit can't be 'The Chubster'".
"No", I answered. "He's not really chubby. 'The Chubster' wouldn't be a good nickname for Whit."
"But, Mom - Whit is really cute."
"Now, that he is."
"So, let's call him 'The Cuter'".
And, with that conversation, Whit became "The Cuter".
On any given day. At any given time.
Any or all of the above can be heard as we call out the name of our favorite, tiny, blue-eyed baby.
I love the stories of how funny nicknames for littles are born and then just - stick.
What are some of the nicknames of your kids?
I'd love to hear them.