Wednesday, March 2, 2011
I am very grateful
and thankful for my job. I like the extra money that overtime brings. But when you get home and your babies are sleep one night, two nights, and even the nightowl on the third night, it really brings home how meaningless the extra money is compared to the truly important things in life. Besides the fact that Oma hates bath and pj time. Hates it.
Mr. Brad and the Oscars
As we were driving to Brad's house, Jory inquired per usual as to where we were going. I told him we were going to an Oscar party at Mr. Brad's house.
"Mr. Brad is throwing a birthday party for Oscar?" he asked.
I forgot my children only know about birthday parties. "No, he's not throwing a birthday party for Oscar. He's throwing a party so we can watch the Oscars at his house."
"Oscar is throwing a birthday party at Mr. Brad's house?"
"No, Jory. No one is having a birthday party. It's an Oscar party. It's an awards show party."
"Huh?"
"We're going to Mr. Brad's to watch TV."
Jory paused and thought. "With Oscar?"
Hmm, how do I explain this to a six-year-old? "We're going to watch a television show that gives prizes to people who act in movies."
"Oh."
I guess broken down like that it doesn't sound so exciting.
"Baby, we're going to Mr. Brad's house," Jory cheered.
And just like that the boring party rebounds with the remembered knowledge that Mr. Brad will be seen for the second day in a row. First on Rowan's birthday at lunch and now at his house. Mr. Brad has made quite the lasting impression on Mr. Jory. I bet a certain someone will now be included in bedtime prayers.
"Mr. Brad is throwing a birthday party for Oscar?" he asked.
I forgot my children only know about birthday parties. "No, he's not throwing a birthday party for Oscar. He's throwing a party so we can watch the Oscars at his house."
"Oscar is throwing a birthday party at Mr. Brad's house?"
"No, Jory. No one is having a birthday party. It's an Oscar party. It's an awards show party."
"Huh?"
"We're going to Mr. Brad's to watch TV."
Jory paused and thought. "With Oscar?"
Hmm, how do I explain this to a six-year-old? "We're going to watch a television show that gives prizes to people who act in movies."
"Oh."
I guess broken down like that it doesn't sound so exciting.
"Baby, we're going to Mr. Brad's house," Jory cheered.
And just like that the boring party rebounds with the remembered knowledge that Mr. Brad will be seen for the second day in a row. First on Rowan's birthday at lunch and now at his house. Mr. Brad has made quite the lasting impression on Mr. Jory. I bet a certain someone will now be included in bedtime prayers.
My twins
I love my twins. I only have one more day then it's gone....I'll be back to having Irish twins. It's so interesting because no one asks me if they're twins during the glorious five weeks they are twins, but as soon as we get out of that period..BAM! Are they twins? Do you have twin girls?
I imagined this year that the girls would be dressed alike wearing the same hairstyles as they went to school together, but they aren't in school together so I'll have to wait until next year. Next year my twin daughters will be going to school together and it will ROCK!!!
I never thought or imagined the girls would be so close in age, but it's awesome that they are. I can't even imagine what I would be like if they were closer in age. Twins for the majority of the year? I would be overdosing on twinness.
Maybe with the next set of babies, I'll get twins.
I imagined this year that the girls would be dressed alike wearing the same hairstyles as they went to school together, but they aren't in school together so I'll have to wait until next year. Next year my twin daughters will be going to school together and it will ROCK!!!
I never thought or imagined the girls would be so close in age, but it's awesome that they are. I can't even imagine what I would be like if they were closer in age. Twins for the majority of the year? I would be overdosing on twinness.
Maybe with the next set of babies, I'll get twins.
For cute
On my phone is a picture of TTT. Layla is in her star footsie pjs that I got on sale at Children's Place. SCORE!! Jory is in his gingerbread pjs that he and Rowan wore for Christmas. And Rowan is rocking her Care Bear nightgown. The baby has a covered glue stick heading towards her mouth.
The picture was taken shortly after Layla came home and she loves this picture. She picks up my phone, smiles, and says, "Me. My brother. My sister." She says it so proudly and happily. A little girl in love with her siblings. It warms my heart.
The picture was taken shortly after Layla came home and she loves this picture. She picks up my phone, smiles, and says, "Me. My brother. My sister." She says it so proudly and happily. A little girl in love with her siblings. It warms my heart.
25 pounds and...
35 inches tall. This explains why she can still fit in the Baby Bjorn, yet we can't use it because those feet of hers keep kicking my knees.
How did my baby get so big and tall? Though when she's standing and I'm looking at her, she doesn't look that tall.
How did my baby get so big and tall? Though when she's standing and I'm looking at her, she doesn't look that tall.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
I have been to the mountain top
I have seen the promised land where your eldest wakes up to goes to the bathroom in the middle of the night, where he goes the whole night without wetting the bed. What a beautiful land it is, but my three day glimpse is not over and now I need to go to Rite-Aid and buy some pull-ups.
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