Wednesday, April 25, 2007
 The J-Team turned six months old exactly two hours ago and I can't stand to put this post off another minute. So. . . Happy half birthday guys! You are growing so fast. A month ago when I started this post I remember cuddling you up in my arms and seeing how your eyelashes brushed the tops of your cheeks and wondering when they ever got so long. And the other day while we were out I had one of you in my front pack and a passerby sort of whispered to their friend, "Look at that fat little baby!" And it's true. . . you boys are totally chubbing out. Taking after your mamma I guess. And while I'm totally happy for you, that you are big fat bouncy baby boys, I'm afraid the baby part of that isn't going to last me nearly long enough and I wish you'd slow down just a bit.
 You've graduated from breastfeeding to nursing and you both can down a six ounce bottle faster than I can say, "Formula makes me want to barf!" You both have hefty appetites and we definitely can tell when you haven't had your morning and late night feedings of oatmeal or rice cereal. Of course, thanks to your slow poke Mamma, I haven't gotten around to the other yummy stuff your brothers all had by now, mainly barfy peas, barfy green beans, sweet potatoes, carrots and squash. But don't you fret! The vegetables are on their way tonight thanks to Peapod (our online grocery store)! You are still small in the grand scheme of things, Jericho weighing in at a whopping 13.5 pounds and Justus at almost 14 pounds, but of all the boys I swear you two eat the most. You must be in a hurry to catch up with the big boys and I'm telling you it's not that great to be big. Take your time, really. I mean, what's so great about taking out the garbage and cleaning your room and doing homework?
 Most people that know you, that see you on a regular basis don't usually comment on your size so much but rather on the amazing things you can do. At four and a half months you started rolling over from your back to your stomach. I believe Jericho went first and was followed shortly by Justus, shortly meaning within 24 hours. Two weeks after that you started sleeping through the night. Jericho again took the lead but Justus was not going to be outdone and followed soon after. Nowadays you sleep at least a good eight hours a night and sometimes give us an astounging twelve! You have both mastered jumping (and sleeping) in the Johnny Jump Ups and are also content in the exersaucers which allows me to chase after Caleb, have a shower, make dinner and occasionally catch up on blogs. You also enjoy rolling all over the place, chomping on a few random chew toys and best of all, being cuddled. You've both started babbling and there have been more than a few times when I've mistaken you for Caleb. You both have the most amazing laughs but Justus laughs best when spoken to in a certain way and Jericho loves to be tickled.
 I hesitate to label either of you with specific attributes because your Daddy and I have both noticed that you flip-flop every so often and leave us completely baffled. I am so ashamed to admit it but neither your Daddy or I can tell you apart except for the nail polish on Jericho's toe and the pacifier straps you've been assigned. We try every now and then to test each other but more often than not we fail miserably. In that way I hope you grow up quick so you can keep track for yourselves who you are, or so I can at least take you to a tattoo parlor and have your initials tattooed somewhere discreet, like on your foreheads perhaps. We used to tell you apart because Justus was usually the one fussing while Jericho was happy just to sit and watch Justus in hysterics. But now it seems Jericho is the fussier of you two and Justus is laid back and relaxed. Jericho blows raspberries, something that Justus hasn't done yet but we won't rely on that to tell you two apart because as soon as we do, Justus will start spitting at us too.
 All in all, you both are an absolute joy to have around. Really. . . you are hardly demanding and very patient. You sleep a lot and eat a lot and smile a lot--what else could a mother possibly ask for? I look forward to each morning and seeing your happy faces and again each night when I get to wrap you up in my arms and snuggle you without distraction. The only problem I have with the two of you is that I just don't get enough time to hold you and snuggle you and smell your sweet smells. And I see the little boys in you just lurking around the corner, anxious and excited, and I feel like time is a thief stealing your smallness away from me. But that's the way life is--always on the move, forever changing and more often than not, it's for the good. So I'll hold you while I can and continue to look forward to those little boys I see peeking around the corner at me. I can just tell they are going to be lots of fun.
posted by Shana # 11:33 AM 
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