At her 6-month check-up, Alice was declared in the 98th percentile for height and weight, and she looks it!

(Hey, at least she's on the chart.)

And what good is having a baby if she isn't a roly-poly baby, anyway?

(Even if she is practically too heavy to lift, too big to fit in the tubby, and too giant for her clothes.)

Popping bubbles is Everett's newest favorite activity... second only to squeezing himself in between two items (like the baby's tubby and the actual bathtub wall) and saying "Oh no! I'm stuck! I'm stuck! Help!" and pretending that Mommy has to rescue him.