This is what I found...

...in the car this afternoon. 

Of course, I didn't find all the pieces already taped back together - I found each of the 15 pieces seperatly. 

This morning, Seth wanted very badly to bring his wallet with us to the children's museum.  I caved in ...er, I mean...agreed... to let him take his wallet as long as he left it in the car.  So he did.

We had friends go to the museum with us.  On the ride back home, the kids were discussing money.  Seth had his paper money but Clayne didn't have any.

Upon asking Seth why he tore up his money, his answer was simple:

I was sharing with Clayne.

Well of course!  Why didn't I think of that?! 

After that response, I couldn't scold my child for wanting to share something!

Partners in Crime

These two little ones we've got running around this house tend to stay together.

I found them both in the pantry with an opened bag of cheetos - each baby had a cheeto in his hand about to put it in his mouth.

Of course I asked them what they were thinking...they can't have cheetos! 

Crazy babies!

Poor Me (...er, poor Seth?)

While doing the dishes today, I found myself screaming to Seth, "If you break things in our house, you're going to be in BIG trouble!!!!"

A few minutes later it was "Are you trying to break our drawers? You can't do that!!"

(And maybe there was some before that too...I'll chaulk it up to being a blur.)

*And just right this minute, I catch him playing with Thomas the Tank Engine while sitting up on our entertainment center.*

What's the deal?! 

I like to think that I was a more patient, less yelling mother - and I actually believe that I was when...
-I only had one child
-I worked during the day and was estatic to see Seth in the evenings
-I wasn't woken up to screaming at 3 in the morning (which did not settle down until about 4 in the morning)

Excuses, excuses, I know. 

This blog is just to let me re-group for the rest of the day...which I will acheive...after naptime. 

One Step Closer...

My sweet baby boys are just another step closer to becoming toddlers.  Jack is beginning to make walking guestures. 

Last night while we were still sitting at the dinner table, Jack was standing at Jeremy's chair.  He took one had off Jeremy's chair and reached out to my chair, grabbing it and walking to it.  That's a little too close to walking, to me!

This is the footage I got this morning:



It's so fun seeing your kids learn new things and grow up. But these are our last two, so I just want to make sure that I'm enjoying every second out of twinfancy that I can.

Ian's New Trick

This came as a surprise as he has had no practice. It's cute and kind of funny to watch!



We live in a one story house but both sets of grandparents have two story houses. Looks like we'll be watching them just a little closer!

Was it something I said?

Wednesday was Seth's first dentist appointment.  I really like the pediatric dentist we saw and will definitely be going back.  He has no cavities...yea!  We also found out some interesting information while we were there - Seth has an extra baby tooth!  I know you're probably thinking "how in the world did you miss that?!"  Well it's a very easy mistake when you only count half the teeth in his mouth (on the opposite side of the extra one) and multiply that number by 2.  :)

So the point of this blog had nothing to do with Seth, but who can keep from talking about their kids??

While we were out of town at the dentist appointment, we went to the mall (yea again!).  I was pushing the twins around in American Eagle looking for a cute scarf.  On my way out, the two cute, young girls working there stopped me to talk about the twins. 

We went through the usual "aww, they're so cute! they don't look much alike. do twins run in your family? was it a surprise? you look really good - I can't believe you had twins." 

Since they were not busy and seemed to be interested in what I had to say, I, of course, had to stop them on that last comment and elaborate. 

I simply told them 'thank you' and explained that it actually was not a pretty sight. 

Their faces looked a bit curious, so I went on. 

Aside from the stretch marks, I explained that there was 'twin skin' which causes a wrinkled belly and just an overall different appearance.  One girl said that there are ways to fix that in which I replied that a tummy tuck could be a possibility (if that money tree will ever take root in our backyard!).  When I said that, she kind of wrinkled her nose like she didn't understand. 

Then I went on my spill about how nobody ever told me that your body could look like this (and so young!).  I always thought that if you just lost your weight and got back into shape after kids, you would look the same. 

Wrong.

I think the last thing I said kind of made one of the girls nauseas.  She put her hand on her tummy and had concern/fear in her eyes.


I figured that was a good time to leave.  :)

Battery Operated Momma

I feel like I run on batteries these days.

When I'm all charged up, I'm productive, motivated, well organized, I think clearly, I feel good about myself, I get my 'job' done, I have more patience with my children (and husband).  I just overall feel like a great person.  Like I'm on track with what I am supposed to be accomplishing.

But when those batteries run down, I'm tired, unproductive, a piddler (especially on the computer), a procrastinator, easily frustrated, cannot think straight, overwhelmed.  I feel horrible about myself when I get like this.

Now when the batteries die...  well...  let's just say, poor Jeremy.

I'm off to use the last bit of energy left to do the dishes and put myself in bed.