There also could be other stats, like how many times I've gotten spit-up in my hair, how many times I've been up at night, how many tantrums Cash has thrown while I nurse the babies, or how many times I tell Ryan not to get his dress shirt on before he burps the babies. I also wonder if there's a way to quantify the amount of crying that goes on in this house because holy cow it's a lot, and quite often all three at the same time.
It sure is hard to get a picture of the two of them smiling together though!
Good job babies! Keep growing up. Until you sleep until 10am like your brother. (Ok, that's only sometimes, but quite frequently lately. Sure don't mind it though.)