Monday, November 24, 2008

the nebulizers are out, it must be winter!

I took the twins to the Pediatric Allergist today for their 3 month follow up after they had their allergy test done. It just so happened that the girls are sick too. Thing 1 has been coughing nonstop at night, keeping her up and Thing 2 is not far behind her. It's funny to see grown people say, "Aww, twins. How cute!" and then 2 seconds later, they inch away when they hear them cough their lungs out.

The doctor has ordered them back on Albuterol, Palmicort, and to add to the mix, Atrovent. Their nasal swab also showed that they have sinus infection, so they are now on the dreaded Amoxicillin. (I dread what it does to their poop!) Oh yeah, and Nasonex. What baby likes things squirted up their noses?

Immediately, my mind started working out the math of time. How much time am I going to have in the day to rest if I were to be using the nebulizer on them every four hours? So I asked for another nebulizer machine. We have one from their bout of mild RSV last year, but I refused a second one. Why would we possibly need two of those? Shyah. So here were are today with 2.

Now we get to lug all the medicines off to Nana's and Papaw's.

Did I mention we were at the doctor's for 3 1/2 hours? No one seems to care about time in this place. Maybe because it's a university hospital? It was 3 hours that infringed on nap and lunch time. Hopefully those two get a good night sleep tonight, especially Thing 1. She hasn't slept through the night in the past 3 nights.

Friday, November 21, 2008

pink is for girls

One day, Curious George says to me, "Mommy, pink is for girls." Where does he get this stuff? Actually, I know.. it's from preschool. But thankfully, I know he doesn't really mean it.

Several weeks ago, we were in toddler play room with two of his preschool friends. They were each enjoying 3 play motorcycles; 2 with flame stickers, and 1 with flowers. Since Curious George arrived last, he ended up with the flower motorcycle. No biggie. But since he likes the flame stickers, he took one when it was left lying around. Then one of the other boys cried, "I don't want the flowers!" The other mommy and I scramble to our boys and plead to let him have the flame motorcycle. The other boy cried, "No! The flame motorcyle is mine." Fortunately for me, my boy is a man's man. He doesn't care.

Then the pink v smile game CG's grandparents got for him came to mind. Nana asked me if I wanted to take it back to the store to exchange for a blue one. I didn't care. A color is just a color. I don't know whey toy makers make such a distinction anyway. Why does there have to be a pink Little People school bus and a yellow Little People school bus?

My boy is ALL boy, with his obcession on firetrucks, trains, cars and robots. He just doesn't care what color they are. Or maybe it'll change with age? Hmm. I hope not.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

his own space

First of, Big Bro will now be known as Curious George. With his endless energy, he does act like a little monkey sometimes.

Ever since Thing 1 and Thing 2 started crawling and can get into things that can hurt them, we've banished Curious George into the hallway. But as you can see, it's all good. There is a lot to be said for a very wide entryway. Now, he has his own space to play without little sisters bothering him. The thing is, it's a whole new room for mommy to clean!

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

first time using the spoon

Thing 2 enjoying a peach soy yogurt. She actually did pretty good using the spoon, until she decided to use it with the opposite end first.

Thing 1 digging into her peach soy yogurt. It took only a few seconds before her left hand was on the yogurt too.

****Note: If you click on the word "eating" on the list of label words below, you'll see all the "eating" posts from when these two are younger. How they've grown!

hanging out

Thing 1 in red, Thing 2 in green.

This is why I need to sweep my floor all the time and mop often.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Monday, November 10, 2008

is there anything better than climbing on Daddy on a Sunday afternoon?

We think not. Especially when all Daddy wanted to do was snooze.

(Thing 1 in red, Thing 2 in blue)

Sunday, November 9, 2008

feeding twins is like feeding livestock

Please turn a blind eye to the mess, as Hurricane 3-Holy-Terrors just ravaged the place.

Friday, November 7, 2008

anything is possible

I want my children to know that anything is possible.

Saturday, November 1, 2008


We did pretty good last night. We definitely made it to more houses than last year, mainly because the boy wanted to go go go! We had to leave our candy out the front door because we were out the whole night. Unfortunately, it didn't look like many kids came by. The wagon came in very handy for the our strawberry fairy and tulip fairy. Daddy and I just carried them to the front doors when Big Brother was ready to ring the bell.

Big Brother was Star Wars all the way. He had a Star Wars gun, which he got tired of holding and gave to his sisters. He also had the light saber with him, which turned out to be pretty useful. It made him very visible in the dark. In between houses, the fairies got busy poking and hitting each other with the light saber and Star Wars gun when Big Brother got tired of holding them.

We were all pooped by the time we came back home. Daddy and I wished we were like the other families who drove between houses. Those are smart parents!

Pre-costume attire. Look at those bellies!
(Thing 1 in white, Thing 2 in pink)

Getting ready to head out!

It took many trips from the porch to the house (jackets? no jackets? flashlight? reflective tape? where are the treat buckets?), but we finally made it out.
They were all pretty tired by the time we got back. The Fairies were sleepy, Big Brother was also sleepy but too excited about the candies.
(Thing 2 in red, Thing 1 in pink)

What are they looking at?

Is it too much for a mom to ask for one shot where they are all looking at the camera?

It's war at this point. The girls were just fascinated by the pretty little candies, but Big Brother seemed to think they were taking his. It didn't matter how many times we explained that they were not going to eat them!