So The Boy, who formerly had about zero body fat, is now sporting at least two chins. Plus those cool wristlet-things where his chubby forearms meet his pudgy hands. It is quite glorious.
Also, we nervously put him into his carseat as a kind of a test today. We’ve been worried, because he ocludes his airway occasionally when we hold him, so we weren’t sure how he’d survive a trip in the car. But he filled out the seat quite nicely, and his head didn’t flop around in the least. Maybe we really can take him home!
The girl is smiling a lot, though somewhat indiscriminately (a second ago, she was smiling at the mobile hanging over her bed). But she’s also sporting tbe occasional (what we like to refer to as) ‘bat in the cave’. Which poses a kind of problem, I think. Because what can you find that’s handy to fit into her tiny nose to get those little gems out of there? I mean, my finger is clean, but much too large. Car keys would fit, but they are a little dirty. The only apparent option is found on her little hands. But should I be grabbing her tiny fingers to stick into her tiny nose? I mean, do I want to teach her to pick her nose already? Come to think of it, who teaches us to pick our noses? And who teaches us to pretend that none of us do (when we all do! — admit it…)? What’s a father to do?