The other thing I couldn't believe is when I popped Timmy on the scale today, and he was 9.96 pounds after he ate (and including clothes and diaper - so probably 9.5 pounds of baby). More than two pounds up from his birthweight already.


Way back before we were even thinking about kids for real, we were making fun of people who give their kids wierd names, or misspelled names. We joked that we would call our first son Phred, our second Fwed, and our third Schweffel (after a hockey player whose name we found amusing). Phred has arrived and turned into Antony, and Fwed became Timothy. Only time will tell if Schweffel will come to pass.
2 comments:
My goodness! He is beautiful, Nic. I've just caught up on your posts. I'm glad Ant is doing well with big brotherhood.
I love that second photo of him, he is such a cutie.
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