Went in for another ultrasound this morning. Aside from spending twenty minutes in the waiting room with the largest pack of rednecks I've ever seen in my life (nothing against rednecks - just a remarkable quantity of them), it was pretty uneventful. The tech wouldn't tell me anything other than that he now weighs 4lb 4oz, which is apparently very very slightly larger than average for this point, but I've got an appointment with my new doctor on Monday, so I'll do my best to pump some cool statistics and fancy medical terms out of her then.
Jim wasn't particularly amenable to having his picture taken, alas. He kept trying to hide behind his fist, not realizing that his fist, while very impressive, is not quite large enough to conceal his entire face. For your viewing pleasure, here are the two tolerable pictures we managed to get:
Can't make out much of his face in this one, but his fist is significantly more fist-like than it is in the other one.
Face is adorably chubby, but his arm looks like some kind of creepy flesh-eating eel, or a fountain of chocolate milk sprouting spontaneously from his eye. Or something like that.