Sleep Deprivation

Life with twins is tiring! Really, I imagine life with just one premature baby would be tiring! I think we are almost out of the stage where we have got to make sure Ethan & Grant eat every 3 to 4 hours, day or night! I just weighed Grant and he is now 10 lbs 4 oz. His pediatrician said that she wanted them to be 10-12 lbs before we took away any night feeds. Michael will be so excited!
Ethan had some more blood work done recently and his liver function is still improving. I think the doctors had anticipated it being normal by now, but we're not there yet, so we'll test again on June 18th. I'm thinking Ethan may keep us on our toes as he gets older. I often catch him with such a mischievous look on his face!

This past weekend we went to visit my great aunt. She is 95 years old. I was really glad that Ethan and Grant got to meet Aunt Fain. We always have to make surprise visits now because if she knows we are coming she wants to cook us a full course meal! She is pretty well blind now and uses a walker, but she is doing great. She said for new recipes these days she has to remember the recipe because she can no longer read them. I couldn't imagine what I would come up with if I were making everything from memory! She has a lady that comes in to help her some during the week. She is 84! Aunt Fain joked that she can't remember for the both of them! (Apparently Aunt Fain's caretaker is starting to be forgetful). Anyway, we had a good visit.


Now, for all of you who have had the pleasure of meeting my dogs and wondering what we did with them after the arrival of the boys... my mom & dad took "the girls" once I was admitted to the hospital. Eventually, the girls were allowed up for a visit to see how they would react to Grant & Ethan. Amazingly, they hardly even took notice! Still, they both went back to my parents house two hours away. The next weekend, Sierra got to come back and is doing great with Grant and Ethan, and even with Lauren, the babysitter. I haven't told Lauren this yet, but after only 3 days Sierra has started crying at the door when Lauren leaves. Spotter is a bit more "bull in a china closet" type dog and has a bit of a chewing problem (blue tooth earpieces, keyless entry for the car, corner of the dresser, corner of the cedar chest, ink cartridge, lots of ink pens, and I could go on...), so she is now an outside dog at my dad's. Pretty amazing for a guy who often says "One dog is one dog too many." Even after I've moved away my dad still has to deal with my adoptees (he currently has two of them and one that he and my mom adopted on their own, ha!). Anyway, I think that gets everyone up to date! Goodnight!