The boys are really most excellent. The new hats were a real hit with both of them. They are both so fair that they are going to need them. Hope the novelty doesn't wear off.
Griff crowed like a rooster when I put his hat on him. He was pretty certain that he looked good in it. Allan was a little more reserved (as is his wont), but he kept reaching up and playing with his. And he really liked the shoes. He kept kicking his feet out like a little frog.
We drew first blood last night. Griff was crawling and tipped over and bonked his nose on the floor. He bled and bled, poor little guy. He wouldn't let me any where near him with ice, though. Fortunately it didn't swell or bruise. Of course, he kept snorting like a dragon all night (guess his nose felt strange) and periodically would start it bleeding again. He was good as new this morning.
Griffith has also learned to shout, "hey!" when he wants your attention. Then he laughs, as if to say, made you look. He has another tooth on the bottom (same 3 as his brother) and may have a couple more up top peeking through. Hard to tell since he won't let you have a good look.
Allan's girlfriend Alissa came over and sat out on the deck with us last night. He started off a little quiet, like he wasn't quite sure who she was, but got tuned up after a while, kicking and chatting until he fell asleep in her arms.