Happy 2 Weeks, Boys

Not only a congratulations, but also a felicitous description of their time here with us. We're happy, tired, and we're feeling blessed. These tiny dynamos get funner and funnier to hang out with each day.

In case the photos don't show it, we've seen a phenomenon that fascinates us at least - both Julie and I each have a mini-Me!

Serious. Little John has many physical features similar to his mom, from the set of his eyes and nose to his curved pinkie finger to his feet to his glass-shattering soprano voice. He doesn't just cry - he belts out protests that have us plugging our ears and begging for forgiveness ("I'm so sorry, I'll cinch the diaper looser next time!"). And he's a voracious eater - he came out smaller than his brother but has since passed him in weight.

Luke's not so lucky, on the other hand...he's a spitting image of his dad. Just kidding about the first part - this is one beautiful baby whose trembly infant mews are heart-melting. Luke has the face of a future linebacker, funny long fingers, and feet just like Pete's. He's not about to let his brother get bigger or louder than him so he's working hard these days.

So amidst the every-2-hour haze we're enjoying the gas smiles that have just broken out. Our heartfelt thanks again to everyone for your love and prayers, meals and messages, and for rooting for the little guys.