Dear Clammies, aka Gaffers, aka Kabibbles,

This week you turned one month old. My, oh my, how the time flies. Having you both home is as great and as hard as I imagined it would be. Luckily I have a wonderful husband who has taken to fatherhood like a pro and does more than his share of work around here. He is addicted to you both, it is so sweet to see how much he loves you.

Shenzie had her first pediatrician appointment this week. You now weigh 6 pounds 10 ounces and are 18.25 inches long. The doctor gave you an A+ and said you were perfect which I already knew. Now that you’re home you are much more active and alert, just not as much as your little brother. While your brother wakes up the neighbors with his squawking and yelling you are the opposite and sit calmly and quietly for hours just staring into space. The only time you cry is when you’re hungry. I could sit and watch your expressions for hours. You smile, hold my hand and stare at me while I feed you, pout, and frown, alot.

You are very petite in comparison to Heaten. You have long skinny fingers that I just want to eat up.

You are the cutest little girl I ever did see and I love you to pieces.

We took our first family walk this week. You both really liked it - the next day when you were fussy I took you out again and it calmed you both down. Now I know the trick to getting you to sleep.

I’m not mad I just look that way, the sun was blinding me.

Fast asleep.

Heaten also had a pediatrician appointment this week. You weigh 7 pounds 13 ounces, are 19 inches long and are solid like a linebacker. Even though you only weigh one more pound than your sister you seem so much bigger. The doctor said you were very, very strong. You can already hold your own head up. You are a little crazy and alot loud. I’ve never seen a baby so loud. You constantly squawk, grunt, groan, cry out, and growl. All day and all night you “talk”. And lets not even talk about eating - you are a demon when it comes to food. I say you act like a zombie - feed you or else. You attack us and yourself when you wake up hungry (which is every feeding). You grunt and growl and try to eat your hand or whatever comes into contact with your mouth. You claw your face or your dad and me - I have the wounds to prove it. I frequently have to “sock you”. Put socks on your hands so you can’t hurt yourself, our us.

We had a bit of excitement last week at the pediatrician’s. I took you to get circumcised and let me tell you it was an experience to remember. You were very good and only cried when they put the needle in to numb you. I watched the procedure and wow is all I have to say. For once I am glad to be a girl. I wish I had brought my camera to document it, it was very interesting (and scary). After the doctor was all done and we were getting ready to leave the fire alarm sounded and as we went into the hallway it was filled with smoke. All the nurses, doctors, and patients were running past us to the stair case. When we finally got there I realized I had no way to get you, the stroller, and your carseat down six flights of stairs by myself. Luckily the last two nurses on the floor helped me down with the stroller and some random guy helped me down with you and the carseat. By the time I got to the car I was in tears. First you got your peepee cut and then we were 10 feet away from a fire and I was so scared for you. They evacuated all of Summerlin Medical Center and 5 fire trucks showed up to put out the fire.

If you could get any cuter I don’t know what I would do!!! We love you to pieces little boy!

*Thank you to Auntie Kristy for the cute outfits, we love them and don’t we look adorable!!!