Rawwrrr!

As our girls are trying to talk, Lillian is starting to rawrrrr like a little lion. And she scrunches up her nose and smiles as she does it, exposing those two bottom teeth, melting my heart. Sometimes, she'll even get her "claws" curled up by her face when she does it. But darn it, when she sees the camera come out - she turns on the stone face.

Breanna continues to giggle at everything. Even during our occasional middle-of-the-night visits. Once in a while, she wakes up cold after she's kicked off her quilt and then hollers until I go and warm her up, then get her snuggled back in. Once I pick her up, the crying stops and the giggles start. In the dark. At 2 a.m. What a nut.

By the way, as of Tuesday of this week, fully clothed, Lillian weighed in at 15 lbs., 15 oz. and is 25 5/8" tall. She's finally arrived on the growth chart - at the whopping two percentile. (Mind you, that's not the preemie chart that we use for the first year - it's the full-term baby one, so it's not as bad as it sounds.) Breanna, my oh my, what a big girl. With big warm clothes on, she's 18 lbs., 12 oz. and is 26 5/8" tall. Only an inch taller than Lil, but a little on the fluffy side. She's at the 50th percentile for full-term babies. Wow!

Could there be anything more rewarding than parenting?