WOW! Don't even know where to begin. I just don't have the time nor the space to be on the computer enough to write on this blog! So much has been going on since my last post, that I think the pictures will tell the stories best.
We had Thanksgiving in Thomasville, then Christmas with Brent's family here, then Christmas with my family.... Wait.... We didn't have Christmas with my family this year. Poor Bailey, she kept getting sick and we kept having to cancel our plans. We were supposed to go to Beth's house for a prime rib and lobster dinner, and we got a call at 9:00 Christmas morning saying, don't come, Bailey's been sick all morning. So we said, "not a problem we'll get together in a couple days since everyone's off work." The lobster tails were already thawed out and had to be eaten... So Beth sent back with Mom and Dad (who were already at her house) lobster tails. Mom and Dad stopped by here and dropped them off. Too bad all the stores were closed since it was Christmas and I had absolutely nothing in the refrigerator but brussels sprouts (Brent's new favorite vegetable) so Brent and I had lobster tails and brussels sprouts for our Christmas dinner that night. Nice huh? So, a few days later, all was clear to go back to Beth's again. We got dressed, gifts packed, appetizers that I made in the car and we set off. When we were pulling out of the neighborhood, my phone rang. Uh-oh.... "Bailey's sick again, turn around" But we have all these gourmet appetizers in the car! What are we going to do with them??? So, we met Mom and Dad in the Walmart parking lot and had appetizers. Yep, that's how we spent our Christmas with my family this year. Typical Griswald, right??? (Mom and Dad did get all of us the Moose Mugs this year too. funny)
Then it was the twins birthday! Luckily, Bailey got over her flu and was able to attend. We had it at an indoor play area/coffee house. I think all the kids had a great time. I know Luke and Ashley did. Food was good and Cakes were, well, custom. I had to go to a specialty bake shop to have Luke's "Hulk" cake made. He has been obsessed with the Hulk since October. He has his favorite Hulk shirt, and favorite Hulk underwear (which he wears backwards so he can "see" the Hulk). I have to wash his underwear and shirt by hand while he's sleeping or taking a bath. He has now worn the same outfit, including his "navy blue shorts" 92 days in a row. I am NOT making this up. Just recently, I have been able to bribe him, sometimes, into wearing a different shirt or shorts while we go out of the house, but the second we step back inside, he strips down and puts his favorite outfit back on. He's really funny about it. One day, he got so excited because there was blue toilet bowl cleaner in the toilet, and when he peed, he said, "Mama!!!!!! Look!!!!!! I peed GREEN like the Huuullk". He is one funny little man...
Ashley is still obsessed with her green dress. I only allow her to wear that in the house though, because it's a size 12 months and has holes in it. She also loves all the girly things, make up, jewelry and nail polish. She got her first mani./pedi. for her birthday! She is also very into the Disney princesses, especially Princess Belle, because she has beautiful brown hair like Ashley.
Oh! and I never did a post on potty training. I did this months ago. Let me just start by saying that potty training a boy and girl at the same time, is interesting. Ashley wanted to stand up and Luke wanted to sit down. Luke wanted to wear Ashley's panties and Ashley wanted to wear Luke's underwear. But in the end, it was simple. Took Luke one day, Ashley a little longer the only thing that worked for her was painting her nails. (Isn't the boy supposed to be harder?)
Speaking of potty training, on our way up to Brent's parents house, we had to take the turnpike which means no bathrooms for miles at a time. Brent was so proud to teach Luke how to pee in the grass on the side of the road. Luke was proud too. So proud, that he still sometimes refuses to use our indoor plumbing! Just the other day, I caught him peeing in our neighbors yard. And it's impossible to ride tricycles around the block without him having to stop and pee in the drain. UGH... So embarrassing. Why does my husband think this is really cool??
I know I am leaving something out. They do something funny every day. I will try and post quick blurbs here and there. In the meantime, here are some pictures taken November through January.
I am thankful for the health of my children over the past 3 years. Preschool is starting next fall, we'll see how often they get colds then!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Snow White's Shoe
Yep. It's a two blog entry week. Been a crazy one. Just wanted to leave you with a picture of what I had to pull out of Luke's nose with tweezers today. It was so far up there, I had to use a flashlight to see it. If you're wondering what it is, it's Snow White's shoe.
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I'm thankful he put the shoe in his nose toe first, that way I could grab the heel with the tweezers??? (I know, I'm grasping here....)
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I'm thankful he put the shoe in his nose toe first, that way I could grab the heel with the tweezers??? (I know, I'm grasping here....)
"A Man Came Over"
Don't even know where to start with this story. I guess at the beginning.
As I sit here typing this, I can't help but laugh. I've told you in past entries that I've been having a really difficult time getting the twins down for a nap. I really think it would be so much easier if they didn't share a room, but I just don't have the type of house where I could separate them, and besides, they would HATE it! They can't stand being separated, even for a few minutes.
Well, the other day, I told them it was nap time and I put them in their room and closed the door. I heard them in there singing Happy Birthday at the top of their lungs. (What can I say? We've gone to A LOT of birthday parties this summer) Soon, they were laughing and I would hear a few things crashing on the floor (probably books that were on the bed since everything else has been CLEARED out of the room). Then I heard Luke playing with the door, opening it, then quietly closing it, he must have thought he was being sneaky. I so desperately wanted a little "space" that I just ignored it.
After about 30 minutes, it got really quiet, so I figured they were sleeping. I gave them a few more minutes to fall asleep "hard" before going to check on them, only when I went to open the door, it wouldn't open. Then I hear Luke, "Mama! open the door!" I tried again. Nothing. Somehow he locked the door. I have no idea how he did it. It's a french door handle with a twist lock that is really hard to turn! At first I started laughing because they were both on the other side of the door at this point asking me to unlock it. I didn't have the little tool to unlock it from the outside, so I tried to teach them how, "twist the little piece that looks like a coin". Then I hear Luke in his 2 year old little voice, "No!"--- "Come on Luke, I can't open it from out here, please twist the coin." ----"No!, Let me out!" After a few minutes of this, and trying to open the door with a coat hanger, I realized, I needed the tool.
I called one of my neighbors who said she didn't have one. So, I ran across the street to my other neighbor's house, then another, then another. Nobody had one! I ran into the house and called a contractor who works on several houses in the neighborhood thinking he was around and I knew he would have the tool. Then I looked out the front door and saw a couple neighbors walking up my driveway with their tool boxes. Oh, boy, embarrassment is starting to set in at this point. Why is it that the house is always the messiest it can possibly be when things like this happen??? I know my neighbors were thinking "how do these people live like this?!". But in my defense, I do have 2 two year olds with about a million different toys (2 of everything) everywhere!
After trying several different tools, my neighbor, Jon, opened the door. Luke and Ashley just looked at him like, "who are you?!" Then they got scared. After a couple minutes they calmed down, and I walked my neighbors out. The twins wouldn't stop talking about it. They were so excited to tell their dad when he got home from work. And everyone else who would listen. I thought it was bad enough that they locked themselves in the room until, the next day when Luke was telling perfect strangers, "Dada went to work. Mama locked me in my room and a man came over".
M
I am thankful my children got out of their room safely and am glad it was their bedroom and not another. After all, that room is probably the safest room in the house since I have completely stripped it! Also..... I guess I got a little "space".
As I sit here typing this, I can't help but laugh. I've told you in past entries that I've been having a really difficult time getting the twins down for a nap. I really think it would be so much easier if they didn't share a room, but I just don't have the type of house where I could separate them, and besides, they would HATE it! They can't stand being separated, even for a few minutes.
Well, the other day, I told them it was nap time and I put them in their room and closed the door. I heard them in there singing Happy Birthday at the top of their lungs. (What can I say? We've gone to A LOT of birthday parties this summer) Soon, they were laughing and I would hear a few things crashing on the floor (probably books that were on the bed since everything else has been CLEARED out of the room). Then I heard Luke playing with the door, opening it, then quietly closing it, he must have thought he was being sneaky. I so desperately wanted a little "space" that I just ignored it.
After about 30 minutes, it got really quiet, so I figured they were sleeping. I gave them a few more minutes to fall asleep "hard" before going to check on them, only when I went to open the door, it wouldn't open. Then I hear Luke, "Mama! open the door!" I tried again. Nothing. Somehow he locked the door. I have no idea how he did it. It's a french door handle with a twist lock that is really hard to turn! At first I started laughing because they were both on the other side of the door at this point asking me to unlock it. I didn't have the little tool to unlock it from the outside, so I tried to teach them how, "twist the little piece that looks like a coin". Then I hear Luke in his 2 year old little voice, "No!"--- "Come on Luke, I can't open it from out here, please twist the coin." ----"No!, Let me out!" After a few minutes of this, and trying to open the door with a coat hanger, I realized, I needed the tool.
I called one of my neighbors who said she didn't have one. So, I ran across the street to my other neighbor's house, then another, then another. Nobody had one! I ran into the house and called a contractor who works on several houses in the neighborhood thinking he was around and I knew he would have the tool. Then I looked out the front door and saw a couple neighbors walking up my driveway with their tool boxes. Oh, boy, embarrassment is starting to set in at this point. Why is it that the house is always the messiest it can possibly be when things like this happen??? I know my neighbors were thinking "how do these people live like this?!". But in my defense, I do have 2 two year olds with about a million different toys (2 of everything) everywhere!
After trying several different tools, my neighbor, Jon, opened the door. Luke and Ashley just looked at him like, "who are you?!" Then they got scared. After a couple minutes they calmed down, and I walked my neighbors out. The twins wouldn't stop talking about it. They were so excited to tell their dad when he got home from work. And everyone else who would listen. I thought it was bad enough that they locked themselves in the room until, the next day when Luke was telling perfect strangers, "Dada went to work. Mama locked me in my room and a man came over".
M
I am thankful my children got out of their room safely and am glad it was their bedroom and not another. After all, that room is probably the safest room in the house since I have completely stripped it! Also..... I guess I got a little "space".
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Lazy summer days
There's nothing like a lazy summer day eating a popsicle on the front porch. And that's what we've been doing a lot lately. It has been SO HOT!
I know, I know, it's not just the hot summer making me lazy with keeping up the blog. But I have an excuse! I haven't been able to get on the computer for awhile during the twins' nap time because we switched them over to big beds and they DON'T sleep! All they want to do is run around their room and be destructive. Just this weekend, Brent had to put locks on their dresser drawers and I had to remove all shelves and pictures from the walls. When I say destructive, I mean DESTRUCTIVE. Take a look at what they did with a few diapers that were neatly packed. 
Oh, and they like wipes too.
And clothes.....
And toys, and blankets, and sheets and pillows and pictures and anything else they can reach.
They also put toys in the toilet and marker on the walls, not to mention the whole "bologna sticks to the wall, Mama!" stage. (oh, and have you ever stepped on a piece of bologna barefoot before?!) I have....
The first half of the summer has been filled with lots of fun. Birthday parties, picnics, slip and slides, snow (yes, snow), the beach, popsicles, watermelon, swimming and much more. This summer is whizzing by!
It's hard to explain how much they have changed since they turned two. The best way is to say, they turned TWO. They fight, they laugh, they talk, they run, they jump, they climb, they fall, they have temper tantrums, they joke, they hug. They tell me they love me. And my heart melts. I am so in love with them. One second, I'm ready to put them on ebay and the next, they're cuddling in my lap. But I wouldn't trade a minute of the rough times, the good times are just too good. They're just awesome. I am so thankful that I am able to stay home with them during the day and experience all of this.
Here are some pictures from the first half of summer.
Until next time....
M
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