I got me some big ol’ babies!

Yesterday, we went to the WIC office to apply for benefits and while we were there, the boys got weighed. (Yes, I had to bring them! Gaah! It wasn’t so bad, though. A friend came with me and helped.)

Let’s remember that the boys weighed between 4 lbs 3 oz and 4 lbs 10 oz when they were born, a mere 8 weeks ago.

Yesterday, their weights were:

Linus: 11 lbs, 10 oz
Oliver: 12 lbs, 1 oz (!!!)
Miles: 11 lbs, 4 oz

Gaah! We’re going to be eaten out of house and home when they’re teenagers! Tee hee!

We’re in Baton Rouge now for a few days. George has the flu and with Mardi Gras coming up, it’s just too depressing to be stuck in the house instead of watching parades, sipping daiquiris. So we’re hanging with Grandee again, keeping her from sleeping and generally being nuisances.

Great-Aunt Mary (hee!) reminded me that I should be writing down all of the cute things the boys do so I remember later. So let me describe a cute Miles thing…

He is a wiggly boy, and always manages to get a hand or two out of his swaddle. But I don’t think he realizes that those hands belong to him! So a few times, I’ll go into the nursery because he’s screaming, and see a hand popping up next to his face, while he looks at it in terror. “WHAT IS THIS HAND???” he seems to be thinking. Like it’s a monster’s hand or something.

Ding-dong. Guess you had to be there. 🙂