They are good kids (for the most part) and we are glad to have both of them. In many ways they are both miracle children. Tigger was born at 27 weeks gestation and Roo was conceived while Angel was on a long term birth control. Due to the nature of the contraceptive and Angel's history with Tigger, Roo was at high risk to miscarry or be pre-term. Both boys overcame their respective obstacles and are now healthy and strong and are giving me grey hair. I haven't seen the hairs yet, but I'm sure they're there.
The pictures of Roo are pretty self explanatory: cute baby being cute. He's a rather mild kid who doesn't tend to fuss and is very content to sit and watch the world. He usually has a pretty serious expression on his face, but has started smiling more and more. He also will occasionally giggle in his sleep. I claim that he gets that from Angel, because she will often chuckle while asleep.
Tigger on the other hand is rarely standing still long enough to watch anything. He likes to run around like a demon and reminds me why my nic-name growing up was "Tarzan." This weekend we were at his grandparents and while playing he got a nice sheeska (swelling) right on his forehead. He was in pain for a while, but didn't have a concussion and was back running around in 20 minutes. It's still an impressive injury.
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