Growin'

Some of this stuff is mostly for my personal records of the future, so ignore what you must.

The boys had a couple of well-child checks yesterday, and it has been determined that all is well - though that was never really the question. My questions tend to be more about whether all is normal. Like Declan's near obsession with chocolate oranges, or Logan's never-ending singing of the epic movie scores he makes up as we go about our day. The point is, they're healthy, if a little strange.

Logan:
47" tall (98th percentile), 52 lbs. (94th percentile)

Declan:
42" tall (89th percentile), 42 lbs. (94th percentile) The nurse asked him if he's a square. He, not knowing what she was talking about, giggled maniacally in response, which is generally what he does when the conversation goes over his head.

In short, they're very tall-sized. (See what I did there?) And thick.

Not that this has to do with anything, but in the car this morning, Dex and Logan got into quite the brotherly arguement which possibly would have led to blows if they weren't buckled in over how to sing the Flash Gordon music. Declan was happily singing the intro part and Logan, with his fierce sense of order and justice, was getting annoyed as hell because Declan was leaving out the cymbal crash after they sing "FLASH!" Seriously, it was intense.

Logan's also been walking around singing Bohemian Rhapsody and Another One Bites the Dust. Evidently, Ed's been playing Queen lately.