The twins had their two-month appointment today and shared their time slot with Finn's four-year-old checkup. LOTS of stats here. For the babies:
Anders was 13 lbs., 13 oz. and 24 inches long, huge head (80th/85th/99th%iles)
Hadley was 13 lbs., 7 oz. and 23.5 inches long, big head (75th/80th/95th%iles)
The mousies ("Mousie" and "Other Mousie" as they're known here) are smaller
but not as fun to play with
Finn was 40.5 inches tall and 42 lbs. (60th/90th %iles).
He passed his vision test (his self-proclaimed favorite part of the exam) handily
and "didn't even cry!" when he got his shot. Ten points for bravery!
The twins marked their almost-ten-week birthday (that would be tomorrow) by sleeping from 7:30 p.m. to 4 a.m. (we woke Hadley up to eat at that point) and 4:45 (we woke Anders up fearing otherwise he'd wake up for the day at 5:30 otherwise). We then had to wake them again at 7 to start feeding them before the rest of our brood awoke and got the party started.
Ten points for generosity as measured by hours you let your parents sleep!
Will is as chatty and curious as ever. When reading a book about sharks recently, we got to the part about finding crates and other ostensibly inedible items in a shark's belly.
"That shark must have a cast-iron stomach!" Will declared, chuckling like the old soul he sometimes is.
Finny is still as imaginative and caring as ever. He is constantly rushing to the side of Bridget or a baby in distress. Bridget often fake cries to elicit his attention. The babies grin and bat their lashes at him adoringly.
And Bridget remains the Queen B(ee), an inherent mischief-maker, a girl who knows her own mind at the ripe old age of 22 months, and the literal and figurative bridge between the oldest and youngest pair of Noon children.
(Oh, and of course they all like to eat.)