Monday, January 31, 2011

10 months

You are both ridiculously edible and I feel like if I took a bite out of you I would go into sugar shock.
And you keep getting sweeter.

I feel like you are both real people now.
You do real people things.
You laugh.
You tease.
You pout.
But you do them like real people,
not babies.

You look at me when I say no.
You smirk.
You do it anyway.

Phrases you both mostly Colton hear hourly:
No, we don't lick the toilet (I'm serious).
No, the curtains aren't strong enough to hold you.
No, we do not hit
No Colton, Chloe is playing with that.
No Chloe, we don't lick the floor.
Hurry up and eat the food you threw on the floor, it's time to go night night.
No, don't touch, that diaper is dirty.
No, we don't eat wipes........
I've totally given into this one.
Now I give them a wipe to snack on every time I change them
Bad mom.

You both still love to eat.
Colton does not like pineapple and blueberries.
Chloe likes every.single.thing that has ever been put in her mouth.
Chloe still says mmmmmmm
Sometimes for 30 minutes straight.
I need to get that on video.

Obviously you both like pasketti, you're Italian.

You both love to dance and every time music comes on you shake that thang.
It's the cutest.thing.I've.ever.seen.
All we have to do is say
Go Chloe go.
Go Bubba go.
And you both start bouncing up and down and bobbing your heads.
You both have mad rhythm.
You definitely got it from me.

Bubba has six teeth, four on top and two on bottom.
Chloe has four, two on bottom and two of her vampire teeth on top. It looks interesting. Thank goodness one of those top front teeth looks like it's getting ready to make its debut!

My Bubba boy is walking more and more every day and Chloe took her first two steps yesterday.

Colton still beats up Chloe on the reg and unfortunately, she usually just takes it.
I'm thinking about enrolling her in some type of baby martial arts since it's only getting worse.

He steals from her all the time and typically when he gets the booty he just puts it down and crawls away with a satisfied look on his face.

Exhibit A:
He didn't even want it.
Who does that?

You both say
and buh bye.
Bubba has also added an occasional "uh oh" and Chloe sometimes says "yeah" when you call her name.
We were in Target today and Colton dropped something and said uh oh.
I feel like we don't even say un oh that much.
He must just be a genius.

Nap and bed time typically looks like this for the first 20 minutes:

You now love to play with each other and I love listening to you make each other laugh.
Nothing sweeter.
You "chase" each other. Who ever is in the front will stop suddenly, turn around and the one in the back will start cracking up in turn, making the front one crack up.
Repeat and this will entertain you both for like 34 seconds.

Speaking of entertaining, this is your favorite pastime these days.

Now I know it would be a good idea to put locks on the drawers but that would just make too much sense.
Also, this buys me at least 14 minutes of quiet
subtract the 4 minutes it takes me to clean it all up and I'm still ahead 10 minutes.
Ya feel me?

In addition to emptying every drawer and cabinet you like to play in the toilet, the trash and eat shoes.
You both are also obsessed with eating wipes just like your cousin Emma.

You both love to play animals. Well, Colton loves knocking them down, Chloe loves picking them up, showing them to me and letting me tell her which one is which.

For as rough as the Bubba is he is also a softie. He loves kisses and will just crawl up to you and lay one on you, his sister included.

Everyone told me it would get easier at 3 months, 5 months, 6 months.
They're all liars.
I must's finally easy easier.
I may be seeing a faint light but the end of the tunnel is no where in sight.
I cannot believe I will have three of you in six months.
Oye vey.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Ketchup Wednesday

You know how you know you need to do something
but you know you should have done it weeks ago
it's just easier to not do it?

That's where I am with this blog. My dad has told me on occasion that I like to put my head in the sand.

My head is in the sand peeps.

The twinnies have literally been sick off and on since you guys think I use the word literally too much? I think I do but sometimes I feel like I need that extra punch?
Who knows.
Anyway, this week I am finally seeing the kids I used to know surface.
Thank goodness.
They have a little extra snot freely flowing out of their little noses which you will see in plenty of the pics but they are back.

Being that I am the memory keeper in this here house, I know my head must come out of the sand. I must rejoin you above ground and bring you up to speed with my controlled chaos.

Are you guys ready to meet our new little peanut????

My lovely readers,
my lovely readers.

Did you see that booty?

I feel great and am turning the corner from hit by a mack truck exhausted
to just plain exhausted
which is nice.

Two days after our appointment, the twins turned 10 months.
10 months people.
I just don't get how this time stuff works??
I hope to get their 10 month post done before they are 11 months. Sound good?

Wanna see how cute they are at 10 months?
It's your lucky day.
I have some pics.

Auntie Jessy came into town

And taught them their best trick yet.


They now do it on command.

It still needed some work when these pics were taken
as a former cheerleader I can attest, they have pretty much perfected there form as of late.

ANNNNND the twins are up.
I guess that's all for today.

Please note, I will keep my head out of the sand and get back on track.


Friday, January 14, 2011

Happy Birthday, sweet Nella.

I am so obsessed by the entire Hampton family.
If you haven't spent hours on Kelle's blog do yourself a favor and hop on over.
She makes me a better person and I promise she will do the same to you.

Her sweet baby girl has Down Syndrome and is turning one.
Read her amazing birth story here.
Then please, please, please go to her ONEder Fund and donate money.

xoxo and happy birthday sweet Nella.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

nursing my holiday hangover

I realize we are almost half way through January and I have yet to post anything regarding the holidays.
But like after a long night of drinking sometimes you just need some time to sleep it off.
I've slept off my holiday hangover and now it feels like Christmas was a year ago so it's time to post.

We had great intentions of getting a pic with Santa but it just wasn't in the cards, man.
The kids were sick but we sucked it up, got them dressed (minus Chloe's tights which were no where to be found) and braved the mall two days before Christmas.

I thought we timed it perfectly, Santa went to lunch at 1 so we got there at 12:32.....they cut the line off at 12:30.
The good news was that we were free to wait in the line that had already started forming for when he got back from lunch at 2.....ummm, what?
No thanks.

So, we ate some lunch and headed home where the noses continued to run like faucets.

Here is what the twinks would have looked like in their picture with Santa.

Imagine Chlo with tights......P.S. I found them the other day.

I have resorted to bribing them with food so they sit still for 14 seconds. Forget smiling, I gave up on that 3 months ago.

In other adorable news both twins were mildly obsessed with the tree. Actually, Chloe was beyond obsessed and Colton typically managed to keep his cool.

In an effort to feed her fix Dada and Chlo would have a little tree QT every night before bed.

How presh is that?

On Christmas Eve my fam came over for din din and gifts.
The twins had veal for the first time and fell in love.
They actually went on a meat strike for a few days after Christmas because I had the audacity to feed them chicken.
How dare I!

Waiting for 4th helpings.

That is one happy girl.

Yup, my mom is creative like that.

We moved on to the gifts and since I was kind enough to get rid of the mantle for Matty's new TV, my grandpa was kind enough to bring stockings and improvise.

Bubba checking out Emma's new whip.

Sweet girls.

This is also the night we told my family I was knocked up.
We signed Emma's present "love, Colton, Chloe and Baby #3" and had my sis read the card to her.

She couldn't breathe : )

We gave my dad and step mom ANOTHER Christmas card except we added Baby #3 after our names.
My dad asked Janet to read it and here she is looking confused and annoyed because she had clearly seen the card 14 times. She didn't understand why my dad kept insisting she read it.

She moved her thumb which just so happened to be covering the "addition"
And booya.

I think she was surprised.

***The mallet got confiscated yesterday. Colton clocked Chloe in the temple so hard he left a bruise.*** this post as long as it feels?
I'm sorry.

How about we leave this to be continued for Christmas Day and Christmas with my in-laws?