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Muchies Anyone? Lessons in Baby Talk

Parenting does weird things to you.  All of a sudden I'm inventing words and names that make absolutely no sense to most ordinary adults.  It's like I'm sinking into the "Baby Zone."  For whatever reason, I've really been into the name "Munchkins" to describe Liam and Leila.  For this time in their life, the name just fits.  But it just doesn't stop there.  I've literally come up with every variation on that name in the universe: Munchies, Munchsters, Munchie Wonkies.  Thank God they have no idea what I'm saying.  They'd probably deny any relation to us!

You Know You are A Father When...

Moments before leaving for tennis earlier this evening, two of the biggest explosions on record took place by Liam and Leila, respectively.  First, Liam upchucked about two ounces of milk all over the couch, floor, and his father.  Then, minutes later, Leila started wailing over what turned out to be enough poo-poo to humble all the diaper manufacturers combined.  I assumed I cleaned all of this off before darting off to play tennis, but I was constantly reminded this was not the case while jumping and lunging arcoss the tennis court.  Forehands brought an accent of barfola while backhards seemed to wreak of poopage.  Dead serious. 

Adventures in "Sleepage"

Sleeping (or lack thereof) and parenting go hand in hand.  Either they are sleeping or we are trying to sleep. Sometimes we sleep together, but rarely. Usually we dream of sleep.  Often when they are in a deep sleep I can't sleep (like now).  Oh, and did I mention that I/we often dream of sleep.  Sleep is precious.  They are damn cute when they are asleep.

Guzzlers and Gourmet Eaters

Liam and Leila are barely five weeks old and I'm already seeing some peculiar and unique behaviors emerge...especially around the eating process.   Liam is a Guzzler, and Leila is a Gourmet.  Put the nipple of the feedback bottle anywhere the vicinity of his mouth and he will lunge for action.  Leila, on the other hand, takes it slow and steady, like a Gourmet eater.  At the end of the day, Leila takes less time to feed because there's far less upchuck or puke built into the routine.

Babies, Babies, Babies

Just got this humorous link from fellow proud padre Matt Galloway.  Last post must have prompted this.