18 Weeks

If weeks were years, our boys could vote. And buy lottery tickets. And cigarettes. Don't fret, I'll likely introduce them to the lotto well before their 18th birthdays. And by "lotto" I mean savings bonds. Also, by "cigarettes" I mean studying for tests and getting all A's and full ride scholarships to University of Chief Illiniwek. And if not, I bet they'll at least be able to beat their father at Madden at that age.

So anyway, my in-laws haven't been updating me as to how big our buddies are, so I have no idea and will have to make it up. I am guessing they are now officially the size of McDonald's Dollar Menu small fries, but only if you dump the fries out on your tray and stack the fries in a pyramid as though they were a house of cards, starting with the biggest french fries and ending with the smallest (ultimately realizing that comparing babies to french fries is sorta ridiculous).