Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Tickle Me Timothy
We tickle Timothy all the time because his laugh is so much fun! We also have Cameron tickle him and he thinks it's just as funny. Usually we have to hold her hands and wiggle them over Timothy tummy but yesterday she started tickling him all by herself! They were having the best time. I took some pictures but I know it's hard to get the full impact of how adorable it was. Then Timo leaned over and gave his sister a big, sloppy kiss! I'm sure the fun in that won't last long...
Saturday, March 21, 2009
First Words and more...
It seems Cameron is putting all her energy toward walking and Timothy is putting his energy into communicating. Cameron is taking more and more steps every day and doesn't seem to want to crawl much anymore. She holds onto anything she can find to walk her way around a room or down the hallway...even holding the wall. And she is understanding more and more. I can say "it's story time" and she goes right over the the books and starts pulling them out. And the both know what breakfast, lunch and dinner mean...they head straight into the kitchen. This is such an amazing time for me as a mother! It seems they do something new everyday, so exciting!!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Shoe Size
Trouble in the Kitchen
Daddy has been doing a little baby proofing in the kitchen because Timothy was getting out of control taking ALL my tupperware out of the drawer every day...several times a day. He was also trying to take the frying pans out...I was afraid he would drop one of my cast iron pan on his foot so we took action. Looks like it's working! I just need to get a few more locks for the pantry doors to keep Cameron from snacking between meals...
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Pearly Whites
Both Timothy and Cameron are cutting teeth. Actually I took these pictures a few days ago and as I write, Timothy has two more coming in. Cameron is getting her first teeth, YEAH...finally! I think 13 months with no teeth has to be some kind of record. And Timothy is getting two up top and two more coming in. I heard him crunch into a cracker the other day and it sounded so strange and he laughed when he realized what he did. I'll be glad when they get more and more teeth. I feel like they are picky eaters simply because they can't break a lot of food down with just two teeth. We've been stuck on the simi-soft food menu for a long time. They will eat anything but end up spitting a lot of pieces out. There are so many yummy, delicious foods I want to introduce them too!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Zone Defense
Monday, March 16, 2009
Hallway Highway
Friday, March 13, 2009
Spring Has Sprung!
The weather finally cleared up this week, the sun came out and we headed for the parks! It's a little difficult to keep track of the twins on the playground so we only go there if I have help. But they don't really know the difference, they are just as happy to hit the grass, eat the dirt and push the stroller...just to be out of the house!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Can we sit in it?
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I Think I Can, I Think I Can...
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Hold the Presses...
And the First Walker is...Cameron!!!
Monday, March 9, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
We're 12 months old!
This is about as good as I could get...the kids were decked out in their UNC shirts for the last game of the regular season---victory against Duke!! Anyway, the sippy cups were the only thing what would keep them in place.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Fun At the Rec Center
Friday, March 6, 2009
Excellent Question/Answer
I just had to post this Dear Abby question that a friend of mine posted on her Facebook page. I thought it was a great pick-me-up for us stay home moms that often get asked or often insinuated to us..."what do you do all day?"
Okay. I've done Internet searches, I've talked to parents. I don't get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners . . . I do all those things, too, and I don't do them EVERY DAY. I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail? I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events) and I manage to get it all done. I'm feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy -- not a bad thing at all -- but if so, why won't my friend tell me the truth? Is this a peeing contest ("My life is so much harder than yours")? What's the deal? I've got friends with and without kids and all us child-free folks get the same story and have the same questions.Tacoma, Wash.
Relax and enjoy. You're funny.
Or you're lying about having friends with kids.
Or you're taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven't personally been in the same room with them.
Internet searches?
I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand, while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom-friends are either lying or competing with you, is disingenuous indeed.
So, since it's validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. In list form. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, clean, dressed; to keeping them out of harm's way; to answering their coos, cries, questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys, and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-essential piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces the kind of checkout-line screaming that gets the checkout line shaking its head.
It's needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15.
It's constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier.
It's constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family and friends, well-meaning and otherwise. It's resisting constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone's long-term expense.
It's doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything -- language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity. Empathy. Everything.
It's also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy, and then, when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend, a good friend wouldn't judge you, complain about you to mutual friends, or marvel how much more productively she uses her time. Either make a sincere effort to understand or keep your snit to yourself.