Five Sticks

Owen and Gus had their four-month checkups today. All is good -- they are starting to roll over, follow fingers, laugh, do basic arithmetic. They're catching up on the growth chart compared to full-termers their age, not quite there with the weight but making progress.

Gus was a little bummed with the weigh-in. He was 11 lbs. 15 oz. Unfortunately since he was just shy of the 12 lb. mark, he doesn't get to stay up an extra 30 mins. a night. Maybe next time, little guy. Owen weighed a little less at 11 1/2 lbs. The doctor was pleased with their growth and really impressed that Amy was still nursing them. She's something else that Amy B.

Then came the shots. Five apiece -- from hepatits to one with five initials. Not good times. Both boys gave a pretty good scream, but really it wasn't as bad as the shots at the two-month checkup. They've been conked out all afternoon after their visit.

Since they were troopers with the five sticks, I'm going to attempt to take them both to New Dad Boot Camp tomorrow (barring cranky side effects from the shots). How could I not, right?

Cheers -- have a good weekend!