Monday, January 19, 2009
Gunther is rarely called Gunther, instead we call him "Gravy Baby", or "The Bitties", or sometimes "Goat Baby". He earned "Goat Baby" by the noises he makes, "The Bitties" because we have a little boy and a bitty boy (he is the bitty boy). He is "Gravy baby" because he spits up a lot, all of the time!! He managed to "gravy" every female member of the extended family between Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's. I'm considering sewing a burp cloth to all of his clothes.
Don't be concerned about Gravy Baby's health. I have spoken with his pediatrician and we have confirmed that he over eats, and must spew. He is just a bit of a pig. He has this giant belly to confirm his pigginess. At his two month check up his stats were: 25th percentile for height and 75th percentile for weight. Yes, he is short and fat.
At times I shorten his nickname to just "Gravy". I imagine him keeping this nickname. I see him as a strapping young man, driving some big old jeep into the high school parking lot. Some of his friends yell "Hey, Gravy!". He hops out, wearing his football jersey, some girl he flirts with in Calculus walks past. "Hi, Gravy".
I don't think anyone would mess with someone called "Gravy". It's sounds tough....like the biggest guy on the prison block, or a linebacker, or like some long-haired kid who moves pounds of pot through his dorm room. Perhaps I should make a point of calling him Gunther.