Who's Who part duex..

Ok, so my sister has somewhat challenged me in telling apart our twins. I am a pro, as she knows. But she has asked me to post some pics of my girls, so that maybe she can tell them apart.. I'm digging into my archives folks.. Good luck sistah friend! Oh, and btw, if anyone can tell me who's who in the second pic, then I'll be your best friend, cause really, I have NO IDEA!!

My face here pretty much sums up the whole birthday party throwing experience. We had a great time at the party, and the boys were spoiled rotten by our friends and family.
It is, however, a huge undertaking, but at this point, I had pretty much given the party over to my husband, let him grill, and do all the food serving.. this was a fair trade considering the amount of work I had done to get to this point..
Anyway, it was a lot of fun, and daunting (like always) But well worth it to get to see friends and family.. and finally get to show off our new place (and get to cram a lot more people into it than our last house! yay!)

The Sleepover..

My oldest is at his second sleepover. If I have survived this, surely I can survive anything.
My husband is at a show tonight. My poor little younger son, couldn't imagine sleeping in his room alone without his brother, or along side his dad on the loveseat (yes, my husband is still couch bound due the girls inability to sleep in their cribs.. did I say the girls?? I meant me, but whatever..)
So, I came up with the brilliant idea of having all 3 of the kids under 6, sleep in my room, on their respective mattresses, hoping to get a chance for the first time in months, to stretch out, and maybe get a good night's sleep..This where they ended up.. I'm totally ok with this.. check out my spread!! ;)

It's 90 Degrees Out.. What Are You Wearing??

Awww Yeah.....

"Mommy! I peed!!"

Can you see the puddle on the counter?? I guess it's a good thing she was wearing her rubber boots!

Too Cool For School..

My son is still learning how to ride his bike. It's a slow process, and surprisingly he's been slowed down a bit by his fear of falling (something I honestly never thought he possessed.) Today I took the girls on a walk, and he wanted to come along on his bike. He got ready, put on his helmet, and we proceeded down the hill in front of our house.
This is what he looked like when we started..


Unfortunately, he doesn't have the whole braking concept down, and as soon as he got on the road, and started down the hill, he freaked out. He only skinned his shins, but his ego was crushed. This was what he opted for instead of his bike.. his big wheel..





Unfortunately again, we ended up seeing some kids in the neighborhood, and wouldn't you know, he absolutely refused to ride that big wheel. It was not cool. Instead, he pushed the girls home in their stroller, while I carried the sad, pathetic baby big wheel home..

Run Forest. Run.

There is never a bad time to wear pajamas. And while you're in them, you should throw on a pair of orthopedic looking shoes (that are 2 sizes too big) And run around very fast in your front yard.. Pretend you are chasing cars too, and make sure you get your arms pumping really fast and your knees up as high as they'll go.

How Could Someone So Cute, Be Trying to Kill Me?

One testicle too many..

Yesterday my oldest son and I were talking about surgeries. Of all things.. But I was telling him about the surgeries I had had on my jaw when I was a teenager, and then we talked about his hernia surgery when he was 2. He asked me how I knew that he had a hernia, and I told him about the time he came inside from playing in his kiddie pool, and when I changed him, one of his testicles were swollen up like a balloon.
His response "I used to have 2 testicles??"

Even though I only got an hour nap today (thanks to my husband who decided that an hour was enough and started banging on the back deck) I have to say, nothing could be more rewarding or important to me than these here kiddo's.. I love them, and even if most days I want to pull out my hair (one. strand. at. a. time.) I wouldn't change my life for anything.. Thank you boys and girls, and a special thanks to my husband who helped to create these lovely offspring! I love you!

Cutes Magoots..

What I Tell My Husband About Getting Some Love..

haha.. yea, actually this is one of my favorite new beers.. yummmmmm.. And I am just loving the new camera that my dear hubbers got for me.. can you tell?? ;)

Sucks to be her huh?

If only she knew at the tender age of 2 1/2, that totally freaking out because I couldn't pick her up at the exact moment that she was demanding it, is going to be cake, compared to what life has in store for every little girl growing up.. getting her period, having her heart broken, finding out her parents aren't really rock stars.. 2 1/2 ain't so bad!

Our New Digs..

Here it is.. as promised.. I know, big deal, it's just a log cabin ranch, but it's so damn cute! And it's not a condo!! yee hah!!


Here is the before and after paint job we did on the kitchen..

Happy Mother's Day.. to me.

My husband gave me my Mother's Day gift tonight (only because I asked him if he had already gotten it.. seriously, I didn't want him spending "my weekend" going to a store by himself to get my gift.. I'm so deserving huh?)

Anyhoo, it's a new camera!! The battery is charging as I type, and tomorrow, I'm going to take a buttload of pictures (including ones of our new house, and the kids in their horrendous fashions) and post them all here!! I can't wait.. it's been too long that I've had a functioning camera, so yay for that! I only wish I had had it early this week to document the bites that my 18 month old twin nephews had bestowed upon each other. It was truly horrific! I am not a babysitter, I am a ref!

I hope all the MUTHAS out there have a fabulous weekend, and get just what they want.. and I also hope that I am not the only one that would prefer a day ALONE.. is that so wrong?? There's not a chance in hell that will happen, so at the very least, I'm hoping that after our mother's day breakfast (at some "restaurant" 50 minutes from here, owned by the science teacher at my husbands school) I will at least get a nap. Again, ALONE! We shall see!!

My Birthday Boy.. almost..

We had a mini celebration tonight for my oldest son's birthday tomorrow. I made a cake and let him open his gifts (tomorrow he has his comics club, and I have to work so it would have been hard to find the time for any celebration then..).
He was happy to find another book, and a t-shirt of Mario Kart characters, and another Mario game for the wii.. I was only sentimental for a moment as I reminded him how special tomorrow was to me, the birth of my first child. And then we got all silly, as we always do whenever we talk about his actual birth day.. like me imitating what I looked like as I pushed him out.. and about how cute he was and how much he looked like his father. It was after the laughing had subsided, that he came over to me, gave me a hug, and thanked me for "putting him on Earth."

Pleased to Meet You..

My oldest son is going to be 9 in two days. When did that happen??
Last week, we met one of our neighbors while we were outside in the yard. We were just chatting about the housing market, and how we really lucked out selling and buying and all that. Well, wouldn't you know, my oldest, almost 9 year old, decides to chime in on the conversation with "Yea, remember that huge fight you guys had about moving?" awkward silence "What?? It woke me up in the middle of the night!!" More awkward silence.. "Come on, remember, when Dad was saying it was too expensive??"
Yes, I remember it, and now, thank you, so will our neighbor..forever remember this awkward moment of meeting us for the first time.