December 16, 2012
Catching up on recent pictures. But here's the one for today.
Three cousins were entranced.
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Catching up on recent pictures. But here's the one for today.
Three cousins were entranced.
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December 6, 2012
...in our 1970s style, fake wood paneled, brilliant red carpeted basement.
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December 4, 2011
Last year lives on in our family annals as the Year of Elanor's Christmas Eyeballs. (Here's the story, for those of you who aren't familiar with it).
This year, I made sure that we had plenty of eyeballs on hand. And Elanor, continuing her eyeball kick, created a mutant gingerbread monstrosity.
I think we will call him Blinky.
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September 20, 2011
Backdrop: Elanor has a genre of songs that she makes up called "the princess songs." Imagine lines like this sung in a raspy, toddler contralto, "Belle lived in a CASTLE and she liked BOOOOOOKS!"
Elanor: Mama, I want to sing you a princess song. Which one do you want to hear?
Me: How about...Ariel?
Elanor: No. There's a bad shark in that one.
Me: Okay--what about Sleeping Beauty?
Elanor: No--there's a bad shark in Sleeping Beauty.
Me: In Sleeping Beauty?
Elanor: Yeah, in my Sleeping Beauty.
Me: What about Cinderella?
Elanor: There's a bad shark in Cinderella. Ohh, how about I sing you a new princess song. I'm going to sing you one about Rapunzel.
Me: Okay! Sing me the Rapunzel song.
Elanor: I can't sing you one about Rapunzel because I haven't "heared" it. No one has ever "heared" it. I could sing you the Silly Princess Alien song, but I don't want to. Ian, sing the Silly Princess Alien song.
Ian (to "Clementine"): String of nonsense syllables followed by "Oh my darling, Clement-alien."
Elanor: Now sing the Silly Unicorn song.
Ian (to "Clementine"): Unicorn-in, unicorn-in, unicorn-in, unicooooorn....
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May 30, 2011
I like camping. 'Cuz we get marshmallows. And we get to eat them. But we don't just eat them. First we have to cook them.
We put them on a stick. And we turn them. And turn them. And turn them. And then they get brown!
But then they catch on fire. And we have to blow them out. Yeah. Because you can't eat fire. It's yucky! (My hair caught on fire once. I was holding a candle. And it burned my hair and my ear and it hurt. Yeah.)
Then we get to eat them!!!
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February 17, 2011
Elanor: Sing the cherry song!
Tim and Jo: ??? What cherry song?
Elanor: You know, the cherry song!
Tim: Uhhh, no we don't. Why don't you sing it for us?
Elanor: YOU-KNOW-IT!! Cherry, cherry, quiet on a cherry.
Jo: You mean, "Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary"?
Elanor: Yeah! The cherry song!
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January 8, 2011
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December 24, 2010
The proud Princess of Pumpkin Preservation preens.
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December 23, 2010
So, a few weeks ago, Elanor started telling a strange narrative, one that took us awhile to figure out. The story goes something like this:
"Christmas is coming. But not yet. First, it has to snow. Then Santa* is going to come down and bring us presents. And my present is going to be under the tree. And it's going to be wrapped. And I'm going to pick it up and open it, and it's going to be EYEBALLS!"
The first couple of times she told it, I nearly fell over laughing, but I couldn't figure out what she was talking about. It was a stranger request even than the items on their birthday list. Finally we figured it out--it was because of the Picasso Pumpkins! Remember these? Eventually--despite their extra ones--they both lost most of their eyeballs. And Elanor has been worried about them. So, I stopped by Michael's the other day, and picked up a pack of eyeballs.
Tonight, we let the kids open some of their presents. Elanor tore open the paper, shrieked, did a happy dance, and held them aloft in delight before running to her pumpkins to glue them on.
*We've told them that Santa is a pretend game we play for fun, like the babies that live in their pockets. Yes, my children have babies that live in their pockets. If you're handed one of their babies, you should hug it, feed it, and kiss it, but for the love of Pete, don't eat it!
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December 19, 2010
Make that, our silly little gingerbread girl.
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October 18, 2010
(love Ian's perky, princely demeanor, didn't even want to hold my hand)
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October 15, 2010
So, one of the best things about this stage--and the one that makes me feel like I'm in a constant state of surrealness--is our kids' budding imaginations.
They make up scenarios and games all day long. Their toys do the oddest things. And here are just a few little moments to give you a glimspe into our lives.
And you can wonder, along with us, "what does it all mean?!?"
We have no idea what this is. But it gets played on a daily basis. Tim and I are always grabbing the other one to come watch it, sneaking into the living room to watch it without disrupting it.
1. Ian takes their small couch and sets it up on a large couch, setting it up longways, almost like a podium, and stands behind it.
2. Elanor sits on her potty chair.
3. Ian shouts something--Tim thought it started with "Ladies and gentlemen!" last time.
4. Elanor whirls around the room, Ian pushes the couch off of the couch, and they nearly fall over in fits of giggles.
Kermit in roller-skates
I love the nearly Napoleonic look of triumph on her face.
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April 6, 2010
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March 29, 2010
Tim: We love our little Elanor, but when she gets crabby she ocassionally turns in GOTH GIRL. At these times she loves to dwell in negativity and answer "no" to everything we say.
It usually starts off quite innocently:
Daddy: Do you want some juice?
Elanor: No juice.
Daddy: Do you want some water?
Elanor: No water.
Daddy: Do you want some milk?
Elanor: No milk.
Now Mommy tries. Elanor stands firm in her ontological obliteration:
Mommy: We're going somewhere fun!
Elanor: No fun.
Mommy: We're getting some ice cream!
Elanor: No ice cream.
Mommy: We're getting you a toy!
Elanor: No toy.
Daddy then turns it into a game and eggs her on:
Daddy: Do you want some gobbledygook?
Elanor: No gobble-gook.
Daddy: Do you want some no?
Elanor: No no.
Daddy :Do you want some yes?
Elanor: No yes.
Then I steer the conversation into metaphysical realms, for more fun:
Daddy: Do you believe in life?
Elanor: No life.
Daddy: Do you believe in existence?
Elanor: No existence.
Daddy: Do you believe in being?
Elanor: No being.
Daddy: Do you believe in nonbeing?
Elanor: No nonbeing.
Daddy: Ah ha! Got you! Your argument has a logical fallacy!
I usually stop there and mentally conjure up the sight of the universe consigned to oblivion by a two year old, thinking what a great cartoon or Monty Python-type sketch it might make....
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March 1, 2010
Well, we finally got the new addition to our family--Elanor's glasses.
We suspected that she would need something for awhile, and took her to the opthamolagist a few weeks ago. He was incredibly gentle, and gave both kids ring pops as rewards for their good behavior. Which were soon nicknamed "candy ra-ra's [pacifiers]," and were requested multiple times a day for over a week. It totally blew their minds--not only did they have all the soothing powers of their favorite pacifiers, it gave them a shot of psychadelic, sugary sweetness on top.
The short story is, she's very far-sighted. But it's probably a kind that will resolve itself in a few years.
We were a little sad--I guess it's always hard to deal your children as they face the imperfections of this world--but Elanor's been adjusting really well. She's asked to take them off in a sad little voice many times tonight, but she's left them on when we've asked her to. We can already tell that she's focusing better on things, and her eyes aren't crossing like they had been, so hopefully, just being able to see things more clearly will help encourage her during this transition.
We've been trying to be really positive about it, talking about loved ones' glasses (daddy, grandma, grandpa--they all have glasses, and so will you!). And talked it up that they'd be her special purple glasses. She already calls them her "burble g'asses," so I think we're on the right track.
And I guess we were a little worried she wouldn't look quite like herself.
Here's her brainy pose...
..and here she just looks totally herself.
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January 25, 2010
Joanna: Tonight the kids got to have daddy night while I went out and worked on a conference paper.
As a treat, Tim told them that they could watch a movie, and asked what they wanted to watch. The usual answers are
(a) "Tu-tu"=choo-choo=Thomas the Tank Engine (from Ian)
(b) "Bus" either without a qualifier or "Bus-moo" (two separate episodes of The Wheels on the Bus Goes Round and Round, the second--obviously--has a cow deeply involved in the intricate wheels-haha-of its plot) (Elanor's choice) (I'm trying to refrain from too much editorialization on this show as I think that the only thing that redeems this pap is the British accent, but Tim and the kids both love it, so I keep my cake-hole shut)
These two choices are usually fiercely and repetitively debated.
Tonight, these two choices were followed by a third suggestion.
(c) "Bob"=Bob the Tomato=Veggie Tales
And yet a fourth one--an oracular utterance by Elanor,
(d) "Watch dumb."
Of course, there are several items in their cinematic repertoire that we feel could fit this description (*cough* The Wheels on the Bus *cough*), but what was she referring to?
We inquired further, and the request was repeated. "Watch dumb."
Finally, she expanded on her request, "Watch dumb. Watch sheep. Watch camel. Watch donkey."
It was finally clear. She wanted to watch "The Little Dummer Boy."
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January 12, 2010
For Elanor, the word "poo" has had three distinctive meanings.
1. A tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff.
2. A diaper.
3. That which occasionally occupied the former.
As you could probably guess, occasional difficulties resulted from such an ambiguous signifier.
Fortunately, she has resolved the issue through the use of qualifiers. Now we have:
1. "Pooh, Winnie da Pooh" (sort of like "Bond, James Bond").
2. "Poo" without a qualifier denotes a diaper.
3. "Elno's a 'tinky poo" designates an occupied diaper.
Welcome to Elno's World!
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November 16, 2009
My brave, bright daughter
Jumping lightly off the couch
Saying "Elno 'tong!"*
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August 24, 2009
Judge me by my size do you? Hmmm? Hmmm?
And well you should not.
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July 28, 2009
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July 21, 2009
"Baby, baby!" Elanor cried in distress.
I ran over to find poor Baby in quite a predicament.
But what brought Baby to such a loooooooowly state?
Maybe we'll never know....
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July 12, 2009
Someone loves her brother...
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June 4, 2009
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May 5, 2009
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April 3, 2009
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March 12, 2009
A friend from church gave us two huge & furry puppies for the kids. Elanor adores them.
Here she is with both in her lap--double-trouble, twice as nice, and all those twin cliches we hear on a daily basis.
She's pointing out its "eye" and "no" (for her, they're both in the singular).
And this one gets me every time--I love the utter contentness of her eyes and smile.
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February 23, 2009
This picture is cracking me up, but I can't think of a good title for it. Any ideas?
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February 8, 2009
Hello my baby, hello my honey...
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January 16, 2009
Tim: Slowly but surely, Elanor is getting more stable on her feet. Her preferred mode of transportation is still crawling but at certain times throughout the day she gets motivated and explores what bipedality has to offer her. Tonight she was practicing standing up and her battle with the forces of gravity was quite dramatic. When she was successful at her attempts, a hilariously cute expression on her face would appear that seemed to say "look at me! I can do it!"
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December 19, 2008
Elanor has now joined the ranks of bipedal locomotors.
Pics to follow.
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December 15, 2008
Tim: Elanor, she of the small feet, has outgrown her fabulous and fabled Mary Jane socks. Her Bigfoot Brother seems to outgrow his socks very quickly but we have gotten a lot of mileage out of Elanor's Mary Janes. So before they disappear, I would fain make it plain how much we adored Mary Jane (apologies for that refrain, which was a bit lame).
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December 11, 2008
The kids loved visiting their "Aunt" Rachel, and can't wait until they have a new playmate!
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December 4, 2008
So, they've been saying mama and dad for awhile, very adorable.
But now Elanor seems to be really getting words.
Yesterday, I read to her a book about colors, "yellow duck. yellow banana. yellow hat. yellow...," well, you get the idea.
She then picked up the book and said, "Yayo." A couple of times. It was the orange page. But still!
And she says, "yay!" quite deliberately. The other day, a show we were watching had people saying "yay!" and she said "yay!" and clapped along with it. Tonight, Tim was playing with her and her Raggedy Ann doll. She now claps the doll's hands while saying "yayyy!"
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October 31, 2008
ETA: This evening, neighbors on both sides of our house showered the kids with Tootsie-Roll Pops. You already know they love 'em. So I added some sticky goodness to the slide show. Elanor got all sugared up, she was almost bouncing off the couch after sucking on hers.
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October 16, 2008
This was the first time Elanor--and eventually Ian (as you'll see in the video) used sign language. It was about a month ago. They asked for "more" Cheerios. Elanor kept asking until both her little fists were filled up with Cheerios--and she still kept asking.
It was amazing to see them control their environment through language. I could see that they got the idea of language, communication, and expressing their wants and needs. All in a little hand gesture. Now they use "more" all the time.
They can also sign "please." In fact, Ian and I had our first argument the other day. He wanted to play with the shiny DVDs. Mommy said "no," he signed "please," and we went back and forth for awhile before I redirected him.
I need to get up the gumption to teach them some more signs, because it really has reduced stress at feedings, and given them the ability to let us know what they want.
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October 14, 2008
Elanor's "magic finger" is quite cute these days. Ian specializes, of course, in tone clusters on the piano, whereas Elanor gently depresses one key at a time, while looking at one or the other of us for approval.
She's developed some really cute little idiosyncracies lately. She plays peek-a-boo with us by covering the side of her head with her hand. Even though she's looking right at us the whole time, she seems convinced that we can't see her.
She also gives kisses. Loud, resonant, wet kisses.
There. You've been Elanor-kissed. Hope it brightens your day!
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October 8, 2008
or "The one-finger 'gentle touch' vs. the full body tackle"
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September 24, 2008
A stuffy nose.
Snot-sucker of terror utilized.
The Sticky Cheerio of Reconciliation proffered.
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September 15, 2008
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September 5, 2008
Our darling daughter has delusions of dentistry.
Hold on. Let me check that back right molar. Hmmmm........
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August 20, 2008
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August 16, 2008
Elanor popped out her first tooth last night.
That explains a lot of night-time crankies lately.
I don't think this is going to be the funnest first for her. Or us.
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August 11, 2008
Elanor (musingly): Hmm..."Music Fun With Tigger." It appears to be a little more weighty than "Shapes With Roo." And certainly less cloying than "Feelings with Kanga."
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August 9, 2008
Thanks to a far spreading accident, Elanor added a whole new dimension to her Winnie the Pooh book.
Ummm, yeah, that was fun to clean up.
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July 29, 2008
...Elanor learned to clap.
One moment she couldn't clap, the next moment she could. And she's continued it sporadically all night long.
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July 11, 2008
For awhile, she's been trying to turn pages as we've read to her. I set her down with Brown Bear, Brown Bear and left her alone.
She sat turning the pages for several minutes.
It's so amazing to see these ideas appear for the first times. She has grasped the whole idea of book. Not just the single object that sits in her hands, but that there are other objects symbolized by the same idea (Book), and the concept that you do the same things with these other objects, whether mommy or daddy holds them or she holds them.
If I were a philosopher, I'd know the words to explain this. Or if I could pull back all of the fuzz from my brain that's accumulated from late nights, early mornings, and plenty of spit-up. But it's still fun to sit back and watch it happen.
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July 9, 2008
Sometimes, looking ahead across the long years of how difficult a girl's childhood and adolescence can be, it terrifies me to have a daughter. I know boys have troubles, too, but girls still just seem so complicated.
Here is a lovely post that really encouraged me.
Thankfully many of these challenges are still a long way off.
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July 8, 2008
This has been a source of endless amusement lately--for us and them. Enjoy!
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July 5, 2008
Elanor wore a festive bow (her first).
Ian found his favorite perch--an uncle's head!
Their cousin gave them dolls. Actually, these three look like little dolls all in a row.
Ian loved his boy dolly.
Maybe later I'll post some outtakes!
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July 4, 2008
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June 27, 2008
In case the sound of laughter might brighten up someone's day...
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The pacifier games get more elaborate as time goes on. Sometimes we can't even keep track of whose is whose.
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June 22, 2008
Recently, our kids got to meet their cousin Andrew and their dear aunt.
Ian loved snuggles with his Aunty.
The kids had lots of play time with their cousin. They played together on the floor. In the pool. On grandpa's lap. And so on.
This one pacifier got passed around to all three kids.
Spit-cousins instead of blood-brothers?
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Yesterday, we took the kids to a little local park.
Among our recent realizations as parents is that many of our activities are going to revolve around our kids' activities from now on. I know, pretty obvious. But going to the park and watching the geese hasn't been on our top to-do-list in the recent past. But now, it's one of the fun perks of parenting. Anyways.
While we were at the park, we took the inevitable two-in-one-swing pictures. A twin forum Joanna is on had a whole series of these pictures awhile ago, and we're just now catching up. Enjoy!
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The kiddos have made some huge developmental jumps lately.
Elanor loves sitting up. She can sit up for 15 minutes at a time at this point. If she falls backwards, she's fine. But if she topples forward, she gets stuck and cries for help. She's also started rolling all the way over, though she still does what we've named her "yo-yo-roll," in which she rolls three-quarters of the way over, grabs whatever toy she wanted, and unrolls herself back to the original position.
Not only does he still roll all over the place, Ian crawls. He crawls mostly with one hand, so he looks like a man dying of thirst in the desert inching his way towards the oasis.
Ian likes exploring the broad landscape of our living room. Elanor likes grabbing one toy and studying its minutest detail. Ian is never still. Elanor doesn't mind sitting and chatting, or playing quietly.
Ian got to sit in the big boy seat of the shopping cart for the first time this past week, grinning almost the whole time. He looked like a midshipman manning his mast, keeping a lookout for specials of the week as we cruised down the aisles.
They both talk up a storm. Once we figure out our new computer, we'll post a video of their favorite oral past-time: humming while we strum their mouths. Elanor will even strum her own mouth, using her entire arm to do it. Their other favorite thing to say is "dadadadadadada...," which causes Tim no small amount of satisfaction. Joanna, on the other hand, secretly squishes together their lips to teach them how to say "mamamamamama..."
We've also realized that we've stepped into a whole new world of parenting with two fully mobile babies, but that's a whole 'nother can of worms.
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May 22, 2008
We're going to update on the Pittsburgh trip and the kids' milestones.
As soon as we can get them back into a routine that doesn't involve us staying up until the wee hours of the night. And the kids deciding that naptimes are no longer necessary. And the kids feeling like they need attention from at least half a dozen people at a time, all.the.time. Which isn't going to stop anytime soon because we're about to leave on our family camping trip, which will mean more spoiling by adoring aunts, uncles, and grandparents.
*sigh* Our nice little routine has been temporarily suspended. Which is totally worth it to spend time with friends and family, but still...
After fighting her morning nap until nearly the afternoon, Elanor finally caved in. No pacifier. No swaddling. No music.
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April 26, 2008
Yep, it's one of those pesky bees again.
This is what happens when A Little Someone decides to rock-around-the-clock the night before...
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April 22, 2008
I heard an angry cry from Elanor and rushed into the living room to find this.
It's WWF baby style! Ian the Enforcer is hulking up with his no holds barred approach. Will Elanor the Baby Faced Diva pull a two-and-a-half count or is she busted open? Is this flat back bump the end of her wrestling career, or will she come back with a flair flip? Stay tuned next time...
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April 15, 2008
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April 7, 2008
Elanor now knows how to unfasten her diaper.
Pretty cute trick.
Except when I went to refasten it, I found she had deposited a present in there.
A few more moments and the Pretty Cute Trick would have become a Massive Diaper Disaster.
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April 2, 2008
or "How I Convinced Tim that Overalls Are Cool"
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March 22, 2008
Our first video-blog, thanks to Grace!
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March 5, 2008
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February 20, 2008
Ian: Why do they have us dressed up in our adorably coordinating duds?
Elanor: I think it's for our third month anniversary.
Ian: I'll toast to that [with non-alcoholic milk]!
Elanor: And I'll second the motion!!
Elanor: Yeah, baby!!
Ian: Are you sure there wasn't anything in that "milk" they gave you?
Ian: Put that arm down. This is embarassing both of us.
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February 11, 2008
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Uh-oh, she's starting early!
And she knows exactly which finger her daddy is wrapped around...
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February 6, 2008
Joanna: The babies are at a really fun stage. They're smiling, and cooing like they're trying to have talk-time with us. They've just discovered themselves in the mirror, too. It's hilarious--Elanor tries to talk with herself, and after awhile, she starts to whine to herself in the mirror, like she's telling that girl all her worries. Many times, she'll reach out to touch the girl in the mirror, knock it over, and start to cry like she lost her best friend.
Actually, this afternoon the two of them seemed to be working on their first fight. I gave Elanor the mirror during the morning play time, and gave it to Ian for the afternoon play time. Elanor whined most of the way through the play time, until I arranged the mirror so they both could see it. Then I wrapped her up for nap time, letting Ian have the mirror to himself. As soon as I picked him up, he screamed his mad scream, one that he reserves for special occasions. They both were fussy until finally I tied the mirror to the swing so they both could look at it. They stared into it quietly until they finally drifted off.
Tim: We took the twins to their doctor a couple days ago for their first round of shots. They were all jolly and gay until the time came for the nasty needles. They were crabby and sleepy during the afternoon but by evening they were back to being themselves. They both have become a lot more responsive in the past week. Ian will smile, laugh and coo back us when we talk to him. Elanor isn't quite as loquacious as him but she smiles and crinkles up her nose, which is really cute.
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January 24, 2008
We love her hippy-trippy psychadelic mushroom outfit...
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