17.5 lbs...

That's how much Bennett weighed this morning at the doctor. My goodness! I'm not sure where this boy is getting his chub from, but I am loving every inch of it. He's healthy, happy, mellow, sweet, easy going & clearly doesn't skip a meal. He discovered his hands, loves to giggle, always drooling, slowly grabs & holds anything he can focus on & gets really big eyes when his crazy (um, hilarious) older brother comes screaming, "hi beeebeee, hi beeebeee" and smothers his face in wet kisses. Bennett, you are a good sport. 

Davis all of the sudden is speaking in sentences! Non. Stop. All. Day. Long. I love it & can't get enough of him lately. He is just plain hilarious! I really love this stage he's at. He loves to count to ten on his blocks, and then knock them all down. He knows all of his colors & we are working on his ABC's. He is either singing or talking about something 99% of his awake hours. Loves to repeat the same things about 50 times in a row & Loves to ROAR in Bennett's face like a dinosaur (poor second child). Aside from coming up & trying to bite Bennett's toes whenever I'm holding him on my hip, he really is the sweetest big brother.  

I've mastered trips to Costco & the grocery store (the ergo carrier is saving me). Running errands with both is getting easier (save carrying a 17.5lb baby in his carseat!). Both boys take a solid three hour nap at the same time every afternoon (hallelujah!). I have been cooking real meals more than once a week & we're all still alive. 

I'm slightly obsessed with these two boys, as I suppose I should be.