Elijah - ate lots of asparagus and as I was putting him to bed, wished me a good night's sleep, and a good day at work, and, "I hope you don't have any funerals tomorrow."
Molly - threw a fit and went to bed early
Finn - is cooing, smiling, and rolled from his belly to his back. Again. And he's only 9 and a half weeks old. And he ate. A lot. I think he is bulking up for his weigh-in on Wednesday.
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