Normally, I post a commentary every two or three days and try to fill the gap with casual, light hearted fare I find on the web.
That, or I resort to the dreaded "mommy/daddy" school of blogging.
Well, I wanted to post this yesterday but held off because (theoretically) two employers will be checking the site in the near future for proof of my writing skill.
But I can't resist any longer.
Yesterday I took my walking tax deductions in for a checkup and came back with some nifty numbers.
Parker, at just over six weeks old, has gone from 7#,10oz and 20.25 inches long to a mammoth 10 pounds 8 ounces and 21.5 inches long.
Told ya he's been eating - and he's still 12 ounces less than I weighed at birth.
His oldest sister - at almost exactly three and a half years old - is 34 lbs and 40 inches tall.
The last little rugrat, at around 23 months old, is 25 lbs and 32 inches tall.
Aside from a small iron defeciency in the 23 month old the kids are in great health.
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