I have to add

That I am very impressed with our doctor. He is so patient and seems to be genuinely interested in our pregnancy. I don't know what I expected, but it seems like dealing with a pregnancy would get so routine if you were a doctor, even if they are multiples. He sat with us a LONG time just moving the ultrasound wand all over showing us the babies parts and wiggling Aimee's belly to make them move. He kept it on baby B's face for a long time and had the biggest smile on his face when she started chewing on her fingers. It was unreal watching her little mouth move. I am going to be absolutely whipped by these two little girls when they come out...I am going to be the biggest push over in the world. At least now my pops makes sense to me...he is the biggest hard ass in almost every aspect of life but when it comes to disciplining the kids, he always puts it on mom :)

On another note, I don't understand parents sometimes. Our kids don't eat anything unless we give it to them. If they get candy or junk at school, we come down on the people at school with the full fury of a Wickersham. The only time they eat crap is when they visit with their mom. So it amazes me when I'm out somewhere and I see a little kid (ok, especially fat kids) eating junk. I will admit that I'm a fat ass, and I have terrible eating habits but, seriously, who gives their 5 year old a coke? I was at Subway eating lunch with my co-workers the other day (grilled chicken breast - damn you heart disease) and this girls sits down in the booth with a GIGANTIC soda cup. I am talking about the UPSIZE cup from Subway, this must be 32 oz or more. I suppose it could have been water - but who upsizes a cup for water? Anyways I thought to myself at first that mom let her hold the drink (I give the girls a sip every now and again of soda, slap my wrist) while she carried the food. Nope. Mom sits down with her own drink. Dad sits down with his drink. Mom THROWS a bag of Doritos at the girl and givers her a 6 inch sub. Seriously, this kid was AT MOST 6 years old. I sat in amazement as the girl dug in. She killed the soda. She killed the Doritos. I wanted to kill myself.