Already exceptional?

Today at daycare, we are told that Margaret walked around lifting her shirt and patting her belly while saying "Mama. Baby?" She's had some difficulties with the new arrival, but seems to be doing ok.

Maddie is spending a lot of time in the background. Her attitude seems to be one of disbelief: You mean that these things can come in pairs? Poor dog.

As for Teddy, he's still a pretty mellow kid. Unlike his sister, he spends a lot of time quietly looking around. I know that he'll get louder as he gains strength, but I can't complain about the fact that he really doesn't wake me (but not Abby) up at night.

He went to the doctor yesterday. When she flipped him on his tummy to see how he'd react to "tummy time," he promptly tried to lift up his head. "Impressive," said our pediatrician. Then today, when placed on his tummy, he managed to roll himself over which is something that kids are typically able to do at 2+ months or so.

Sigh. It's so difficult to be the parent of exceptional children.

(More photos soon.)