All that separates them...

My sweet Avery has always been a peanut. She's teensy weensy petite...While all my other babies  campaigned for the right to be the poster child for childhood obesity, I worried and fretted over this one! I nursed her longer thinking my magic fat juice would eventually kick in and she'd 'catch up'! But...we're 8 1/2 years into this little peanut and she's gaining no ground. I was bound to get one child who inherited Nate's side of the genepool...and she's it. In all of her well-child checks she's hit the growth chart ONCE. She made the 10% percentile for height. She was 4.

Now Eli on the otherhand, has NEVER been petite. My friend Reece said once that my babies are small when they're born, but its like delivery pulls their rip cord and they just blow up(get fat). Eli was shaped like a tellytubby. He was a triangle from his shoulders to his waist. And...honestly, this kid inherited a little of Nate's genes too...its just that Avery is got the benefit of not only being short! She's itty-bitty! Eli is short...and totally solid....a bit of the both of us I guess! He's stretched out over the years, lost ALL of his chub. But he's built like a tank...entirely square.

Yesterday Avery had a doctor appointment. The highlight for her, and all the other kids, was being weighed and measured. Weird, considering it was this part of a doctor appointment that always stressed me out! But she weighed in at a whopping 52.4 lbs. So, Eli shed his shoes and jumped up there next. Avery started her hilarious giggle/cackle and danced around with excitement to see she had the lead. She squeaked by with a whopping 4 ounces on him! 52 lbs! Then my little princess cocked her little head to the side and very proudly says, "well....I have been eating so well lately!" I didn't have the heart to tell her its likely the diet coke she downed before going in...