New weights

It's taken all week to post this, but I finally found time. As of Monday...

Alex: 12 lb 13 oz
Brandon: 14 lb 5 oz
Lila: 12 lb 5 oz

Brandon's weight is not a typo. He's a giant. Hard to believe our little 3 lb 3 oz guy has grown so much.

In consultation with our pediatrician, we are finally phasing out the high-cal formula. And, once again, we thank everyone who supported the kids' Enfacare addiction. Your generosity is most appreciated.

Other random notes:

We seem to be making progress on the sleeping front. Alex is the best and most consistent. But one of us is typically up with B or L, sometime between 3 and 5. On the tough nights, we're both up. Did you know NBC's local news comes on at 4:30? They call it, "The Parents and Infants News Hour."

Milo's coat is extra thick and shiny due to all the spilled formula. It's like edible Pantene Conditioner for dogs.

We're moving into size 2 diapers. They're, like, giant compared to the preemie diapers. Which in retrospect are just frighteningly small.

All 3 are smiling now, Lila being the most frequent practitioner.

We're going to lunch with another triplet family on Sunday. Can't wait to see the stares.

We took the kids to Costco last Sunday. Only one person tried to touch them. There were many comments, both directed toward us and overheard as we navigated the Millennium Strollerfalcon through the aisles. Most frequent comment? "You must have your hands full!" -- said with awe and just a hint of terror.

Daddy is only batting about .200 when it comes to getting all the snaps right on outfits with, you know, snaps. Daddy prefers zippers. Daddy would keep the kids in zipper-clad jammies until age 5, but Mommy's not having it.

Mommy and Daddy had about as much chance of understanding that Lost finale as the kids did.

Jennifer Driscoll takes great photos. You should call her.

I'm on vacation as of 2 hours ago!