Everett is a living optical illusion. Nearly everyone says he's a "big boy" or "born half grown" or "fat". Yet, he went to the doctor today and he still hasn't cracked 16lbs. This puts him around the 35th percentile and the doctors aren't completely happy with his weight. I'd say it's because he's just short, but the last time he measured in, he was of above average height. So, I'm left with no idea as to how he can look like a chunk, yet weigh next to nothing. My son is apparently made entirely of Marshmallow Fluff.
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