We took the kids to the doctor on Friday for their annual check-ups and booster shots. Avery weighed in at 38 lbs and her 'little' 2 year old brother weighed in at 35 lbs.
Dylan was in the 96th percentile for height and weight. He is just a solid little dude - not one roll of chub on him, just solid.
Avery was in the 95th percentile of height and the 50th percentile of weight. She is my dainty, delicate little princess. She was also a fantastic big sister as she volunteered to get her needle first. She was so brave! Her dance recital is coming up this weekend. She is dancing in the fairy group (how fitting since she looks like a little pixie) and is going to be just beautiful. I can't wait!
At the same time, there is a horrible case in the States about a boy named Ethan Stacy that I cannot get out of my mind. It has had me in tears for weeks. I cannot imagine how his family feels, if I am so horrified, angry and sad. I don't understand why this could happen to such a sweet, adorable 4 year old boy. A boy who has had his life vicously and so unfairly cut short. It makes me ache thinking of all the things that he is going to miss out in life and how much his family is going to miss him. I'm crying at my work at desk just writing about it. I am so sorry this happened to you, Ethan. I wish this world were a better place where tragedies like this did not happy.
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