He's my little BOY now

All this week we have been dressing him in shirts and pants, like a little guy -- and he looks so much OLDER than he really is. He is also holding himself up now on his arms very well, so much so that I'm afraid to look away that I might miss him crawling for the first time. Today he also grabbed my keys for the first time. I was holding him in my arm and my keys in my hand, and I watched his little eagle-eyes as they fixated on my keys. His hand shot out, straight to them, wrapping his little fingers around them, and he pulled them -- you guessed it -- right into his mouth. He is becoming a champ at grabbing whatever he wants now, and even transferring things from hand to hand. His favorite things in the world to grab are, in this order: 1) mom's hair; 2) mom's glasses; 3) dad's glasses; 4) dad's beard. Along the same lines, his new favorite toy is his shape-sorter bucket -- he loves to play "baby crane", where I lower him over the removable lid or over one of the shape-blocks, and he reaches down to pick it up. I can't believe he's almost 4 1/2 months now!

On the useless trivia end: my friend Paulene's baby left the hospital yesterday without a name, which prompted some discussion amongst my lab members, many of whom are European. I learned today that, in some European countries (like Belgium), you must name your baby within 48 hours of its birth, AND you can only name your baby something from a government-approved list of baby-names. I don't know what kind of punishment you get if you disobey these rules (they send you home with two babies instead of one!), but my friend Christophe said the laws are in place to prevent people from naming their children Moon Unit and the like so they don't suffer later in life from your whim of looking for an "original" name. I don't quite know if I agree with such an idea, but surely "Isaac" would be allowed!