Stats along with a name

Dearest son,

Six months and a few confused nursery workers later, you are now being called David. This decision was a very hard one, and literally drove Mama to her knees in constant prayer that God Himself would give you a name. While you proudly bear your Daddy's name, Michael, we found that far too confusing in conversation amongst friends. And Mike was no better since your Daddy is often called Mike too. MD just did not really suit, and Michael David was a mouthful. Other nicknames only lasted a day or two. So for these past 6 months, you have constantly been referred to as "the baby." ...A new name...May God grow you into a man after God's own heart, like admirable King David from the Bible.

Your doctor's visit yesterday went well with your new doctor, Dr. Patty Stephens. You are now 27 1/4" long (still in the 75th percentile) and 17 pounds 12 ounces (now up from the 25th percentile to about the 50th!) Must be thanks to all the good food your Mama is feeding you...