Merry Christmas...but OUCH!

Merry Christmas everybody! The Graf squad had a very healthy day, but half of the quads had a somewhat painful one. Pius and Forrest got circumsized this afternoon. Moni and I decided that it would be a perfect Christmas present. Laine wasn't quite ready to handle the traumatic event yet...plenty big enough, but not oxygen ready quite yet.

As some of you may have heard, we are looking at bringing Forrest home within the next week and Pius a couple days later. Pius is bigger and eats more but Forrest needs the least assistance. If Danna was a couple pounds bigger, she would probably beat everybody home. She seems to be doing the best with everything except for the weight gain. Laine is doing well too, but when you combine his size with his feedings, he isn't quite ready yet.

As for mom and dad, we were able to enjoy some cocktails and good company with some new acquaintances that we have gotten to know since being down here. Moni's friends, Dave and Deb White introduced us to some of their family, who were gracious enough to call and invite us for their family's Christmas Eve dinner. Grandma Ruth was there, along with Deb's Aunt Mary and Uncle Dan, and her cousin and her husband Jill and Mike with their three kids. We had a great time visiting, and thank you for getting us started on our kids' DVD collection. Unfortunately, we couldn't stay for dinner because Moni and I had already planned a date for Christmas Eve. Unfortunately again, the Broncos ruined our date with another embarassing effort against the Chargers...sometimes we wonder why we love them so much.

After our date, Moni came home and wiped out for a few hours. She really isn't being a wimp, she actually has mastitis (basically a painful boob infection). She got started on some antibiotics for it and seems to be feeling better. Hopefully this will be the last hiccup in her recovery.

We had a great Christmas day together. It will probably be the last one that we get to sleep in for and do what we want, so we really enjoyed it. We had planned on going to a movie but decided that we were having so much more fun being bums. Our last 24 hours has consisted of: midnight mass at St. Gregory's, visiting the kids shortly after, being woken up by family all morning calling us, visiting the kids again, going to the QT for lunch, going back to the hospital and helping Pius and Forrest through the trauma, and then coming home and getting ready for a baby or two (putting together the pack and play crib, doing laundry, which seems never ending, and cleaning the apartment).


Now for weights and lengths:

Pius- He is 18 3/4 inches long and weighs 6 pounds, 6 ounces.

"Whaaaaazuuuup!"

Forrest- He is 18 inches long and weighs 6 pounds, 4 ounces.

"Ho, freaking, Ho."

Danna- She is 15 inches long and weighs 2 pounds, 10 ounces.

"Dad, I'm a little freaked out right now!"

"Thanks, mom, for not making me wear a hat."

Laine- He is 17 1/4 inches long and weighs 4 pounds, 1 ounce. Laine was never awake to try on the Santa hats, so you guys get a bald Laine. Also, we realize that Laine is kind of getting the shaft with the pictures. We both personally promise to improve on it because, really, Laine is the one who is awake the most therefore deserving of the most pictures.

"My plan is working to perfection! I like to elude the camera like dad."

We had a great first Christmas and Moni and I are so excited to start bringing the babies home! We will be back to Kansas before you all know it. There's no place like home, Toto.

Moni had to search way back and fight Billy tooth and nail to publish this pic.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!

Billy, Moni, and the P.F.D.L. Fliers (that is the name of Billy's Guitar Hero band). Yes, he is a dork.