Thursday, November 29, 2012

Thanksgiving

Hannah stayed with us over the Thanksgiving break and it was so much fun.  Among other things, she got to read to her little brother and sister.

We went up to Alice's for Thanksgiving dinner.  I had to get a picture of the babies on Grandma's rocking pig.
 

Gathered with the family after dinner.

Friday night we had everyone over for a bonfire at our house and made baked apples over the fire.
 

Love the holidays!
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Saturday, November 24, 2012

Turkey Trot!


I'm just catching up a little (lot)
In preparation for the big day, the babies have been busy disguising themselves as turkeys.  Cutest turkeys ever!

We have been participating in Turkey Trots for years now with David's daughter, Dorothy, and this year was no exception.  Up bright and early Thanksgiving morning to register for the race is David, Dorothy's husband, John, and Dorothy (in the hat).
 

This year we went to a different turkey trot and they actually had a Turkey!

And the race begins.

Mid race.

Finish line.

The wierdest thing happened during the race.  I got a text from David updating me as to where on the course they were.  Then another, and another.  And I wasn't the only one he was texting during the race!  He's such a multi-tasker.  I wonder how many e-mails he answered? 

Then we went over to Dorothy's house for brunch.  The babies thought the dog crate was set up just for their entertainment.

Nope.  It was apparently for all our entertainment.  Hannah should know better than to dare her Dad to do anything.

Or Bryson.

Then we were off to David's Mom's house for a nice turkey dinner.
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Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Slight Miscalculation...

So the babies are over 2 and it's time to start thinking about transitioning them to toddler beds, right?  They haven't tried climbing out of the cribs yet, luckily, and I don't want to wait until they can get out of their cribs and we don't have a choice but to make the switch.   So away we went.

Luckily the cribs I got on craigslist came with extra sides to turn the crib into a toddler bed; which is fantastic!  We installed them and the babies had a great time climbing in and out of each others' beds and marveling at being able to get in and out of their beds themselves.  They loved it.  


On to the bedtime routine, kisses, and good night.  It didn't take long before we heard rustling in the room.  We looked in and Austin was climbing into Kadence's bed.  Austin!  Back to bed, good night.  More rustling and giggling.  Austin again climbing from one bed to another.  After about an hour and a half, they finally settled down.  Night 2 wasn't much better.
What was I thinking?  It's a slumber party with their best friend!  After consulting google I realized how naive my expectations were.  Twin parent lesson #724: Don't even think about transitioning your twins out of their cribs until 3 years old.  If they start climbing out, it's a crib tent, separate rooms, or every bedtime is a nightmare for the next few months.  Lesson learned.  Just when I think I'm getting the hang of this twin parenting thing, they throw me a curve ball.  Luckily I hadn't taken apart their cribs and given them away, yet!
For now, Kadence is staying in her bed for the most part, so she gets the low rail.  Austin needs to stay confined, so he gets the regular crib rail.  Wish us luck!
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Friday, November 9, 2012

It's not my fault!

For once.  

Dorothy (aka "Crash") has been in a fender bender and, for once, it wasn't her fault!  Don't fall off your chair in shock.  It was bound to happen sooner or later.  And would you believe the person who clipped the side of Dorothy's almost brand new car just drove off?  So what did Dorothy (aka "Roadkill") do?  Chased her down, of course.  Followed her into a parking lot only to find out it was an elderly woman who had no idea she hit anything.  That's a little scary.  Everyone is fine and the repairs will be made and Dorothy (aka "Fast 'n Furious") will bask in the fact that it wasn't her fault...until next time.