To the cutest twins...

...welcome to the world little ones. I can't wait to meet you guys!

I Know, It's Time Already

As I was combing Ben's hair tonight after his bath I realized maybe the ladies in the grocery store are right, I do have a cute GIRL. In the back, when it is combed his locks were reaching his shoulders.

So, one Baby Einstein and a lot of chasing later, little B looks like this.

Much better, if I do say so myself.

Do You See It?

A couple months ago I was at Ikea with my family and found the cutest kids towel-a little white mouse! It was so cute and my mom talked me into buying it, because it is just that cute. Bennett loves his little towel, but every time he wears it I hear my brothers words in my head...

...My brother waited until after the towel was purchased and at home with tags removed to say, "Doesn't it kind of remind you of something else?"

I still like the towel-the very very cute mouse towel.

Should I Be Offended?

Despite how close the homes around us are, you hardly ever hear or see any of our neighbors. The least private part of our house is our kitchen, because we have large windows and no trees blocking our view. These windows look toward the mountains and also toward our neighbors house.

Today, as I was feeding B lunch a tree started moving along our fence. Our fence is pretty high, so I am guessing the tree has to be about 12 feet-surely costing a pretty penny. The tree came to rest squarely between our kitchen window and our neighbors kitchen window. I sat there thinking about what that tree was really saying, when along came another tree just to make really sure that all areas between our kitchen and theirs were effectively covered.

I guess what I am really wondering is should I be offended, or relieved that now I don't have to worry about not walking around in my skivvies? Really, I should have just taken more advantage of my snooping opportunities and spent my days watching their every move!

I Could Scream This From The Mountains

First off, I am not one to post something of this nature; that is how happy I am. I just have to tell someone about this.

Bennett is a great kid, horrible teether. He is definitely not one of those kids that one day you simply notice he has a new tooth. We know that tooth is coming days/weeks before it makes its ugly appearance. Its arrival is accompanied by shortened or absent naps, waking during the night, long periods of crying without reason, an insane need to be by his mother, and general discontentment. My normally very happy boy is turned into a screaming monster. This in turn takes me to a place where patience is gone and I dream about the child I normally have, half convinced that he will never return.

A dear friend, that heard we were in the woes of another bout of teething, the molars proving to be the worst so far, brought me this little beauty:

This is what I know-his nap yesterday was 1.5 hours (teething naps usually last 20-45 minutes tops) and slept 12 hours through the night last night. For the first time in a week he woke up happy this morning and I could cry because this all makes me so happy. Two doses later and I am totally converted to this stuff! If a shipping strike does happen here, if nothing else, we will have this in our food storage.

Internetless...

For the past two weeks we have been without Internet. It's a strange world trying to remember how people communicated before the web, but somehow we made it through. Here are some of the happenings during that time.

Girls camp-and all the tired hazy days that followed it.

A happy Father's Day to all.

Our first call to poison control (and it wasn't even 6am yet).

Molars.

Oodles and oodles of reading.

While it was great fun to not have the Internet, I am happy it is back. You realize just how much you depend on the Internet for when you are in the dark for a while.

If Only I Had A Camera

Earlier I noticed that water was dripping from our house under a bathroom that we don't use. I mentioned this to Kevin's mom today to get her opinion and we set about trying to see what the problem was. We decided that we should shut off the water to the toilet and wait for someone else to come look at it. Try as we did, we couldn't get the valve to turn off. 

Lucky Kevin happened to stop by home right about then, so we marched him into the bathroom to turn off the valve. Bennett, of course, wanted in on all the action, so I took him out of there and shut the door behind me to keep him out. 

I could hear Kevin and his mom talking back and forth, with lines such as 'It seems like there is more water coming out,' 'Are we turning it the right way?' 'What about this piping here?' Then I heard a noise that sounded an awful lot like rushing water coming from the bathroom. I went to see what was going on, and as I turned the corner the bathroom door swung open, Kevin's mom rushed out followed closely by Kevin as water shot up to the ceiling in the bathroom. 

Kevin quickly crawled under the house to shut off the water while we tried to control the geyser with mere towels. Several hours and phone calls later, I am waiting for the emergency plumber to come deal with my geyser and restore water to the house!

It was one of those things that even in the moment, it was still pretty darn funny, and if only I had a camera on their faces when that door swung open.