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.

May Update

Oh my, have I been neglecting this site! So much has happened since the last time I updated. So here's my attempt to put it all down... We survived our first trip on a plane. As my mother-in-law likes to say, it was like going to war. Everything from naps to baths were infinitely harder on the go. Oh, the baggage... there was so much of it! The part that I was most dreading, the plane ride, wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been. At least Olivia slept for some of the time on each leg of the trip. Sophie... well, she was having too much fun in first class with Auntie P and Uncle J to sleep. There was snacks, fruit, a puppy, and did I mention first class??

Now, we've been to SF several times. But I gotta say, bringing the kiddos was a whole other experience than all the other times. We didn't do all the regular touristy things that most people do (been there, done that) or eat our way through SF (also done that, to disastrous results). We mostly "chilled" as much as we could, with two babies under 1 who are not used to their environment. We hiked Angel Island, ate ice cream in Hayes Valley (OMG, Smitten is amazing), and went to the Ferry Market. Then it was time to go to Sonoma for a wedding!

What a whirlwind the weekend was! Between naps and feedings, somehow we got in a small wine tasting, went to Oxbow Market and went to the rehearsal dinner. The scenery was beautiful but I saw very little of it. Maybe it was because I was looking at it with only one sleep-deprived eye while the other was trying to make sure no one was spitting up, crying or throwing things. It was like there was a screen in front of me that was semi-covered and I couldn't clearly see or appreciate what was in front of me.

The wedding was hard to get both babies dressed and in a non-fussy mood, at the SAME TIME and ON TIME. Poor Denver hustled like he never did before to get two babies roused from naps and dressed so he could make pictures! An untested parent's nerves really get shot when you have to do it in 20 minutes, whereas it normally takes 1+ hour to get out the door. It's enough to need a drink badly but can't because you have to take care of twins! But no matter what he felt inside, he looked cool as a clam on the outside and that's all that matters.

We did end up coming home in one piece, but definitely battered and needed a vacation. Of course, there was no time, but that's another story...