Today the kids are 18 months old! We celebrated their 1/2 birthday with 1/2 a birthday cake, 1/2 a scoop of ice cream, and 1/2 a present which was unfortunately a puppy. I really should've thought that gift through a little more.
Although 18 months really isn't that long of a time, Lisa and I were trying recall what it was like the first few months and everything was a blur. Granted we were both heavily sedated (i.e. drunk), but you'd think we'd be able to remember some specific details. It's hard to imagine that the kids once weighed six pounds and couldn't even keep their head up without a chopstick taped to their neck.
Over the past year and a half, the kids have gone through so many changes. Not only do you see the physical changes like walking and growing hair, but you start to see their personalities develop and their need to communicate. But the one constant is that whether they were one week old or eighteen months old, they still crap their pants. Unfortunately, they are not the only ones in the Ichikawa household that craps their pants. I just did, and I'm extremely disappointed that I can't flush twice.
I started to look at the thousands of pictures we have of the kids and was shocked to see their birth pictures. They looked so alien-like and unrecognizable that I thought they might've been rejected models for a Spielberg extraterrestrial movie. Here are a few pictures to compare what the Ichikawa family looked like eighteen months ago and now...
18 months ago.
Now.
18 months ago.
Now.
18 months ago.
Now.
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