Each day, I get up before the wife (ok, sometimes it’s just by a little bit…) to feed my head, check the blogs, and begin to think. At some point in each morning, the wife will climb out of bed, shuffle across the floor, and walk up to me to ask the same question: “are the babies any bigger?”
They sure are. Some days, I’m sure that they can’t get any bigger, but they always do. We’ve still got a couple months left (hopefully!), and I’m not sure where they can expand to. But I’ll be here every morning to check and see.