One evening, several months ago, I overheard some weird words coming from the bathroom while G gave the kids a bath. They sounded like “hoo-ha” and “wee-wee.” OH no. I walked in and said, “Can we not use those words? I would rather they learn ‘p3nis’ and ‘vag1na’.” (I know it seems hypocritical to be [...]
TOPICS: Twins
May 8 2006
Funny funny
Today during lunch, Buddy’s head began to bob as he fell asleep. I cleaned his hands with a paper towel as he tried to lean his head on me, then took him out of his highchair and stood him up. (When I’ve done this in the past, he has woken up as soon as his [...]
Apr 7 2006
Anger Mismanagement
A few months ago, when Buddy did not necessarily agree with one of our parental decisions (”No, you cannot change your socks for the 11th time”; “No, you cannot play with these scissors”; etc), he made his anger known by taking a swipe at us. He learned pretty quickly that we would not tolerate the [...]
Jan 26 2006
Who’s the Boss?
The other morning, the kids and I headed out to a playgroup. We were late, of course (I’m a chronic schedule delinquent and having two toddlers does not help this flaw). Buddy picked out some sneakers to wear and I sat him down and quickly put the first shoe on him. Abruptly, he decided he [...]
Oct 31 2005
Halloween 2005
What good are twins if you can’t dress them up in ridiculous, complementary costumes once a year?
Aug 30 2005
Masters of Disaster
Every morning, I change and dress each twin, then leave them up in Buddy’s room while I go downstairs and start breakfast (so they don’t climb my legs and “pants” me while I’m walking around the kitchen) and do a sweep of the floor (this seems excessive but you never know what gifts the cats [...]
Jun 16 2005
Split Ten Minutes
.flickr-photo { border: solid 1px #000000; }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }
I have too many “split second” occurances throughout the day. …Maybe I should call them “split five minutes.” No… maybe “ten.” Anyway, there are a lot of these. You know — ‘I turned [...]
May 31 2005
Swingers
.flickr-photo { border: solid 1px #000000; }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }
We took the twins to the playground for the very first time today. Thinking the kids would love the swings, we strapped them in and started the ride. I don’t think Buddy [...]
May 7 2005
Buddy Loses His Curls (And His Cool)
.flickr-photo { border: solid 1px #000000; }.flickr-frame { float: left; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 15px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }
…and logs his first entry in his Things-My-Parents-Did-To-Traumatize-Me Diary for Future Therapy. Buddy was sporting some fierce curls that would have made Shirley Temple jealous; it was time to give the little guy [...]
