Meet Mr. 95th percentile in height AND weight. This cuddly little guy isn't so little anymore. At two months old, he weighs 14 pounds and is a hair shy of 25 inches long. That's right, I said 14 pounds. I thought baby Evelyn was THE biggest baby, but he has her beat at this point by 2 whole pounds. He loves his food almost as much as his mommy does. When I jokingly asked the doctor why I have such big babies, he said, "They just really thrive, don't they?!" The rest of the appointment was not so great...shots and lots of screaming (from both kids). Evie didn't get touched, but she was upset at whatever they were doing to her baby brother on that table. And I was by myself with the two of them. I'm so glad that's over.
This is how I get Evie to eat her veggies. I promise cookies...here she is enjoying the reward.
