Reese had me read it 5 times in a row to him and Gus one day this week. 
I'm kind of bummed Halloween is over. We've really had fun reading our Halloween books the last couple of weeks.
Kyle is contemplating the cutting. Reese is coloring the patterns.
Reese scooping the goo with a spoon.
Hey, this is pretty fun!
The flash makes it hard to see---it's a ghost!
Seriously, have you EVER seen a cuter boy? I'm almost embarrassed to rub it in how cute our boy is!! Ha ha.
It is so shocking how quickly it has flown by. Those first few weeks thinking wow maybe it was a mistake to have more than one baby. Of course I spent most of every night sleeping sitting up with Gus on the boppy nursing on demand---which seemed constant and if I moved him he wailed. Now we have it pretty much under control. Sleeping through most nights sure helps. Gus and I are more coordinated at nursing now too. He's more sturdy, so it doesn't seem like Reese will break him just by looking at him!
He weighed in at 12 pounds 8 ounces. We think this is pretty chunky, though he is obviously not fat like some babies you see with visible rolls through their clothes. Turns out this is only 10th percentile for weight. At 2 months he was 25th percentile, so of course this sends a momentary jolt to a momma's gut. I was thinking she would say I have to wake him for a night feeding, or at leastscold me that I'm not feeding him enough. Instead the pediatrician said "LOOK how close together the 10th and 25th percentile curves are! I'm not worried at all!" The growth chart is actually not a measure of healthy weight and height, but a measure of all babies. So 90% of babies are bigger, not healthier. Though I'm a chunky momma now I weighed less than 100 pounds until I was 28 1/2 years old. I am just not going to have fat babies. All the clothes my mom kept from my brothers (early 90s) in size 2T are way too small for Reese, but in modern 2009 clothes he wears 2T with some room to grow. So as society as a whole gets bigger the chart moves and the clothes grow. SO the long and short of it is the pediatrician is happy with his size though I was surprised to discover our cow is in fact a peewee.
He is 24 (and I think 1/4) inches. 50th percentile for height. So I guess he'll be like Reese in that we have to move up to the next size clothes because he's too tall for it without ever actually filling out the middle (though his tummy seems tubby.)
He still doesn't have much hair as you can see.
Don't you think he totally looks like Reese?
So last week I didn't meal plan and you could really tell!!! This week we're getting back on track.
So far no success at completing the task--that pesky elbow on the underside is in the way.
He has discovered he likes food.
This is after Daddy lick him lick a chocolate chip. He also likes gnawing on apple and red bell peppers. He was not a fan of crackers or pizza crust. SO I guess he's a produce and chocolate boy, not a carb-lover. (He didn't get any actual pieces free in his mouth, we just let him gnaw and get the flavor.)
Candy Gram noticed Gus' sock fuzz but when we tried to pull it off we realized my hair was wrapped around 2 of his toes. I had to cut it off. It cut into 2 of his little toes.
He was quite enthralled with applying the glue. I couldn't convince him he needed use brute force to spread it around.
He wasn't overjoyed to have the glue stick to him instead of the paper when he tried spreading it with his finger.
It's quite intricate work you know.
The finished pumpkin---he was quite pleased with his work until the camera focused on him. He just refuses to smile!
He is trying out his skeleton jammies.
Reese & Gus waive "Hi"
He really likes sitting in the bumbo so he can see what his brother is up to.
He has very little shimmery blond hair you can see when he bends down a bit---very similar to Reese's 3 month old hair.
He has really discovered his hands.
