Growth spurts

Both boys are on one. Ari is now 14 pounds! He's also in the 90th percentile in height, according to the doctor's charts in this morning's checkup. He laughs, coos, is very alert, stands up with his weight on his feet if you prop him, and rolls over to one side.

Xander's all of a sudden in size 3T, and he moved up to the 30-36 month old room in preschool.  His language skills never cease to amaze me. Take yesterday's venture into metaphor: he was telling us about how he and some other kids chased each other back and forth in the sprinklers at school.

"Were you fast, Xander?" Jonathan asked.
"Yes, Xander very fast," he answered.
"Who chased you?" Jonathan continued.
"Lior did." [Israeli boy's name]
"Is Lior fast?"
"NO! Lior slow, like turtle."

We cracked up. A bit insulting to Lior, but clever of Xander to put together nonetheless.

(As for what the grown-up boys did this past week when I wasn't blogging?  Ari accompanied Jonathan and I to an exhibit on Cleopatra at the Cincinnati History Museum.  Xander played at the Children's Museum and attended another fire-truck-themed birthday party.  I made it a point to go visit a couple other stay-at-home moms lest I go crazy.  Jonathan is getting together a group for a new Dungeons and Dragons game.  And tomorrow we all go to Columbus for a role playing game convention.  Fun all around.)