Have a Swingin' Sunday Mornin'!

So sayeth The Meredith.

They are growing!

I sort of thought that they were getting heavier, and Meredith's legs seemed to be getting chubbier. When we went to the pediatrician yesterday, the scale told the tale:

Meredith: 8 lbs., 12 oz.; 20.9 inches long; 13.7 inch head
Fisher: 8 lbs., 9 oz.; 21.3 inches long; 14.9 inch head

So Meredith's bigger, but Fisher has the big head. They also got their first round of shots. That wasn't fun for anyone in the room. Meredith's cries invite more pity, but Fisher's cries (though short-lived) could wake the dead!

We have the best pediatrician imaginable. Three cheers for Dr. Sells!

All's well

Apologies for the lack of updates. We're all doing stuff like juggling babies a lot of the time.

I posted some pictures up on the Flickr site. Below are some of the best ones, click through to the photostream:

Elise calls me the 'Pied Piper' because I can usually calm them down pretty quickly. So we see scenes like this when they're both fussing.



This one, the light was funny, so I snapped the picture.


A montage of sadness:

All the parents are gone.

One one hand, that really feels great. For the first time tonight this house will be OURS, just Elise's and mine, and our children and the pup. And that's something we're both very excited about. Symbolic, but no less important for it.

But on the other, now we're sinking or swimming on our own. That's a bit of a scary prospect. Not because I think we have a chance of failure, but because we really can't hand a screaming baby off to a grandmother who has the magical power to chill a baby out. So tonight we might get pretty pissy, y'know?

For the moment, I'm enjoying being in my house with my family. It's a sweet moment indeed.