Copycat

I was making fun of Olivia by copying her: whining, saying,"mama" and pressing my face against her belly. She got back at me and copied Sophie: she bit my face. It still hurts.

Karma.

Horsey

First time at the Water Wall! We had so much fun with Daddy!

 

Battle Wound

Sophie has a bad bad habit of biting. But not just biting anyone or anything. Oh no, it must be her sister. And if she can manage, the face is the best place to leave her mark. I'm working on teaching her to hug instead, but it's not quite working yet...

 

It almost always happens when my back is turned, but she's not above doing it right under my nose. Aren't identical twins suppose to love each other and have a secret connection no one else understands?? Why the fighting? I'm sooo sad!

Mama, get up!

It's early morning and the kid is up, bright-eyed, but your eyelids are superglued shut. Have you ever just put them in bed next to you and let them play for a little while so you can get a few precious moments more of that elusive sleep? And then ignored all the pushing and hitting they inflict on you? Or put a pillow barrier between you and the kid?

Yes, yes and yes.

For 30ish minutes this morning. And only because she "found" me on the other side of the pillow and then proceeded to kiss me. And then protested that she wasn't going outside of the room to explore and start the day.

Oh, come on, you've done this before and don't lie.

I finally get up and start counting down before nap time. T minus 2 hrs. BTW, I love my kids.

Boo!

The comparisons have been made, but you be the judge! Does she look like Boo from Monsters, Inc?

A little hard to see, but it's Boo onscreen

Never can have enough...

Mama bear and baby bears' shoes

Breakfast battle

There are many times of the day that I feel like I'm in a battle, but especially the morning. It's a battle against time to prep food for one baby and milk for another, This morning I was in a battle (more as a spectator) between babies. A swordfight—but with spoons! They crossed spoons and yelled a whole lot, all while sitting in high chairs.

There's no picture because who can take one when you are trying to play referee and avoid the flinging food?

I've never seen this before because they are usually too busy playing with the food I scoop out onto their trays, eating and moving it around. Some people don't quite see the point of letting them deliberately get messy because they already do that just by eating, but it's an exploration of food by not just taste, but smell, touch, and vision.

And how else will you see such fun at meal times? Well, except for me when I have to clean up. Oh yeah, I still ended up wearing the food when I entered into the crosshairs of the battle.