Friday, October 16, 2009
We first began to suspect Emaline might be a robot when her diaper smelled like battery acid. Then there was the time we could have sworn she said, "affirmative." This video leaves no doubts that not only is she a cyborg baby, but she is malfunctioning.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Keillor weighed 13 pounds, 5.5 ounces, was 24 inches long, and had a head circumference of…wait for it…wait for it…42 cm. He must have the strongest neck muscles of any baby because it must take sinews of steel to lift that melon. While his weight puts him in the 21st percentile, he is in the 41st percentile for cranium size. I hope he doesn’t end up looking like a Brats doll.
Keillor wears a hat to hide his giant brain box
Emaline is not sure about the cereal yet. Still, she is the one who sleeps through the night. Even with a warm bath, full bottle, and bowl of cereal, he is still waking up between midnight and 3 a.m.. This isn’t every night. Every so often, he will trick us and sleep for nine hours.
Establishing a sleep routine with twins is difficult, especially since they spend the day at daycare, but we’ll get there eventually.
Tummy Time is much more enjoyable for all. Keillor has been practicing rolling over. He can roll left and right. Emaline is working on push-ups. Tummy Time for her used to mean screaming face-plant time. As for rolling over, she almost did it yesterday. I’ll give her one more week. Geez, I sound like I’m talking about dogs.
Emaline stares at herself in the mirror, while Keillor does his trick