Christmas photo.

Of the 9,000 shots taken from this angle, this was the only one that was remotely passable.  We're in for a long childhood.

Comparisons.

My sister-in-law, Susan, has a theory about babies -- and she should know.  Her theory is that babies come in two flavors: Churchill and Eisenhower.

Most babies are Churchill.  But babies from my wife's side of the family are almost universally Eisenhowers.  I've posted previously about how Anna (above, right) bears a strong resemblance to my wife's side of the family.  In other words, Eisenhower.  Evelyn (above, left, duh) bears an equally strong resemblance to Winston Churchill.

Note that this does not necessarily mean that the baby in question grows up to look like Churchill or Eisenhower.  That would be ridiculous.  I mean, D-Day alone would have been a very confusing affair indeed.

Mouse in a dress.

Thanksgiving.

Mouse at rest.

Meet the twin: Anna.

Today's subject: Anna.

Anna, as we all know, is smaller. Her face looks more like those of the babies on Ginger's side of the family. She was more active in utero and, at least to my observation, more likely to be flailing her arms at any given moment even today.

That said, Anna is also a sleeper. Within two weeks of coming home, she was stretching her feedings to four and five hour gaps, which is not supposed to happen. We had to wake her up to give her a bottle. Even now, we sometimes realize all of a sudden that it's been way too long since Anna's last feeding, because she's been quiet and cuddly without any complaint.

She's a better nurser of the two, although her lighter weight means that we're supplementing her with bottles while Evelyn is basically at 100% breastfed for now. You might conclude by looking at them that their size disparity is fundamental to their natures and may be permanent. Perhaps I'm jumping to this conclusion because Patrick was underweight for some time and is today a skinny little kid, while Charlie, well, has always been Charlie. Even considering this, Anna just seems like a more delicate type. We're prepared to be surprised.

She is showing signs of red hair, like Charlie's, though a bit lighter.

On the nickname front, our use of "Kitten" for Evelyn in daily life is growing more infrequent. It comes up now and again, but there's no nickname for her that's in regular use. We sometimes still use "Mouse" for Anna because she still squeaks quite a bit, particularly when we are waking her up. More frequently we refer to Anna as "Anna Banana" or just plain "Banana." Ginger shortens this to "Anna B." or sometimes just "B."

Links of interest.

Article about a NICU nurse who's also a NICU graduate.