Tuesday morning June 13th

The boys had a good night last night. Allan had gained a little weight -- he's a little above 3 pounds 13 ounces. With any luck, he'll make it to 4 pounds by the end of the week. Rumor is that he may graduate to a big boy bed like Griffith the next time they swap out beds. He's doing well with his body temperature which seems to be the main determination. It will be nice when he does because it makes it a whole lot easier to hold on to him and kiss him when he isn't in the incubator.
Griffith was better last night. A little less snotty. He is still hovering around the 4 pound mark. He had managed to soil so many of his clothes yesterday that I had to raid Allan's stash to find something suitable for him to wear. We are still on hold on his extubation. The docs are planning on lettting him dry out for a day or two before giving it a whirl. I hate to break it to them, but it wouldn't surprise me at all if he didn't just jerk it out again himself. Patience is not his strong suit. Can't imagine where he gets that.