Finn had his first cheese curd yesterday...and loved it. Shocker that Jim's son would love cheese curds. Once he had a taste of the curd, Finn thought his puff treats were junk. I said, "And now the life long obsession begins!"
Friday night when it was bedtime I said to Finn, "It's pajammy time." He looked up from his toys and said, "Nigh night?" I didn't know he had that full of comprehension or vocabulary to put it all together without prompting. Another funny vocabulary story, we were at Target Saturday AM and a mom pushing a cart with a 2-ish year old in it turned the corner towards us. Finn looked at them, pointed and said, "Baby." Ha, ha. I told him the boy was bigger than he was, but Finn obviously gets the point. I could hear the other mom chuckle as she walked by. Finn is growing and developing so much.
Last night our friend Stacey and her brother Andrew came over for dinner and to watch the Twins game (and as it turned out SNL "best of"). As always, a nice relaxing time was had by all, even if we stayed up a little too late! Too bad her boys were out of town and couldn't join us. Two days in a row, daddy has slept past 1pm...not sure if he has the nicest or dumbest wife around ;)
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.