As I strapped the girls into their new highchairs and prepared to feed them their first vegetable (squash), I paused to reflect on just how quickly these once little babies are blossoming before my eyes! After a seemingly endless pregnancy, I brought home these two baby dolls weighing just four and five pounds. So fragile and delicate were they, that their heads easily rested in the palm of my hand and their little arms were no wider than the width of two fingers. Now here they sat, almost unassisted, eating real baby food, full of capabilities I couldn't have imagined five months prior. Their heads can follow their brothers around the room, they can rollover, they can squeal in decibels I could never reach, and best of all they can give these belly-laughs that move me to laugh out loud myself. We have spent almost a half year together, and I have enjoyed every moment of it, although some memories a blur from sleep deprivation. And so they grow, learn more each day and although I wish I could keep them small forever, I won't, for I know that wrapped up in these 12 and 13 pound bundles are all my hopes and dreams!