So many choices. Pacifier, fist, thumb ... big toe. In the morning when Dad comes in to pick him up, the feet on Owen's sleepers are saturated, and Mom can't let him go barefoot on the changing table anymore. Ah, to be that flexible again! Owen's five month doctor's appointment went well today. Weigh in was 19 pounds, 7 ounces. And even though his height of 28 1/4 inches puts him at 95th percentile for height, it is only a 3/4 inch growth since last month. He took his shots like a champ -- most likely because his chubby thighs are so well insulated...