I long ago stopped writing monthly updates about the boys. I was writing about them so much, anyway, that it seemed a little silly. But then I stopped writing as much, about anything - in the busyness of life (boys, work, my father's illness), some things fell by the wayside.
But I want to capture these moments. Especially since I am reminded almost daily how fleeting they are.
#1 had a rash (poison ivy - he must get that sensitivity from the spousage, because I am immune) and #2 had an earache (apple-flavored ABX, who knew?), so they saw the doc on Wednesday.
#1 is 4'7" tall. At 7 years and 8 months, he is literally off-the-charts tall. He is as tall as the average 10-year-old. He's always been tall, but he's grown 4 inches since last fall (when he was merely in the 95th percentile). He is only just off the chart for weight, at 77 pounds. Between his size and his smarts, is it any wonder we all sometimes forget that emotionally he's still a little boy?
At 3'9", #2 (5 years, 4 months) is in the 75th percentile for height (as was #1 at about this age, before he started going all Mister Fantastic on us). His 44 pounds is just the 50th percentile, which makes sense given his a) picky eating and b) constant motion. Based on their respective heights at age two, he is expected to pass his big brother in height by an inch or so; said big brother is in no hurry to see that happen.
They love each other so much. Of course they bicker and fight now and then, but by and large they get along beautifully. They enjoy playing together, whether it's games, or music, or riding their scooters. #2 is ferocious about his independence, but adores his big brother. And while #1 can sometimes be hard on #2, he is far more apt to be protective, caring, and supportive.
I am so very lucky to be their mother.
But I want to capture these moments. Especially since I am reminded almost daily how fleeting they are.
#1 had a rash (poison ivy - he must get that sensitivity from the spousage, because I am immune) and #2 had an earache (apple-flavored ABX, who knew?), so they saw the doc on Wednesday.
#1 is 4'7" tall. At 7 years and 8 months, he is literally off-the-charts tall. He is as tall as the average 10-year-old. He's always been tall, but he's grown 4 inches since last fall (when he was merely in the 95th percentile). He is only just off the chart for weight, at 77 pounds. Between his size and his smarts, is it any wonder we all sometimes forget that emotionally he's still a little boy?
At 3'9", #2 (5 years, 4 months) is in the 75th percentile for height (as was #1 at about this age, before he started going all Mister Fantastic on us). His 44 pounds is just the 50th percentile, which makes sense given his a) picky eating and b) constant motion. Based on their respective heights at age two, he is expected to pass his big brother in height by an inch or so; said big brother is in no hurry to see that happen.
They love each other so much. Of course they bicker and fight now and then, but by and large they get along beautifully. They enjoy playing together, whether it's games, or music, or riding their scooters. #2 is ferocious about his independence, but adores his big brother. And while #1 can sometimes be hard on #2, he is far more apt to be protective, caring, and supportive.
I am so very lucky to be their mother.
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