Why our pediatrician should moonlight as a weatherman

Our not-so-little friend Owen has proven to be quite the conundrum for our pediatrician.  We've now been for 4 well-check visits, and at all but the first one, the doctor's predictions about what Owen will probably do have been...well...mostly wrong.  Mostly very, very wrong.  Two examples:

- At his 2-month appointment, the doctor assured us that Owen would begin sleeping longer stretches at night as Thanksgiving drew near.  Translation for Owen?  PARTY at 2:30AM!  Every.  single.  night.  And most nights, again at 4:30AM.  And again at 7AM.  Still.  And we're less than a week away from Christmas.

- On Monday, at his 4-month check-up, the doctor predicted that it would probably take awhile for Owen to start rolling over.  The kid is currently slightly massive (19.5 lbs), so the doc theorized that all that body mass would mean a delay in a successful rollover.  Translation for Owen?  He rolled over on Tuesday.  The day after the appointment.  It's like he heard the doctor and took umbrage with such a statement.  Maybe Owen will be competitive like his mom?

In that case, Owen, it's worth noting that I don't think you'll ever sleep through the night.

The kid in action.  Also, at least his feet are warm?