apparently there is a word limit?

Aurgh, I had more typed for the last post but Blogger just ate it.

Anyway, Natalie is cruising along just fine on her charts, weighing in at about 11.5 pounds and measuring about 23 inches. I have to laugh looking back at pictures of Molly from the same timeframe - about 10-12 weeks old - because the same outfits that Molly was literally swimming in now barely fit around Natalie's ample baby chub. Which isn't surprising, since the kid eats about 49 times a day. Apparently a maternal diet high in PopTarts and caffeine free diet coke does wonders for early childhood development. She came into the world at a nice 6 lbs 6 oz and a highly uncomfortable 20 inches - that is almost ONE THIRD of my height!!! That's like Dan birthing something over 2 feet long, which actually is greater than the size of grinder sandwich than even he can safely consume without causing organ damage.

My two goals for the coming months are to take lots of photos of Natalie (who is already getting shafted in the photo department) and to record Molly so that we can preserve the insanity that is this child's barely 3 year old vocabulary and speech for when she is 15 and hates our guts and is writing Avril Lavigne-esque songs and poems of horrid angst about what moronic parents she has and we need something to remind us not to sell her to the circus.