Tipping the Scales

We took Lily in for a weight check this week and she clocked in at a whopping 9 pounds and 3 ounces, almost three pounds more than when we brought her home a month ago. It should be no wonder that a child that comes out of a woman who drinks beer out of a can like a construction worker and eats casseroles like they are going out of style would stay small. I have clearly had a midwestern corn fed child in the middle of the south. That makes me smile.