Twins' Knees

The boys are learning what warm weather brings.  For one thing; shorts.  Andrew seemed disturbed  that his knees were showing.  I think he thought his pants were too short.  He kept showing his knees to Grandpa and looking like he expected him to help.  The boys already identify Grandpa as the guy who can “fix it.”  And warmer weather means the outside world.  This was the first time they ever actually moved on the grass.  Until now, they touched the grass and then froze in their tracks, until Gramma came and scooped them up.  Rebecca studying in the hammock turned out to be the incentive for an expedition into the yard.  They like swinging in the hammock and are content to go for a ride.  Grandpa didn’t like the idea of scraping their knees on the patio, so he covered it with blankets.  How long before Grandpa can’t take the bumps out of their lives?  As you know, from previous emails, they are very interested in water properties.  And warm weather brings in the surf.  We thought starting with a pool would have been overwhelming (for them and us), so we decided to start small and work our way up.  I discovered the size of the water source has no relationship to how wet they can get. 

A Tisket, A Tasket

A tisket, a tasket…

Norman Rockwell missed this one.

All Aboard the Mickey Plane

Andrew is pushing Nathan on his “Mickey plane.”  I pushed him around for 15 minutes straight, when Terry asked me how much longer I would be able to continue.  I told him I had run out of fuel.  Andrew, who is just learning to walk, himself, stepped forward and continued pushing Nathan in the plane.  Both boys were happy and thankfully Andrew gets better mileage out of his fuel.

Look closely, Andrew is pulling Nathan’s hair.  Since his haircut, he is totally amazed by his brother’s hair.  I don’t know if he thinks Nathan needs a haircut or wonders why he doesn’t need one.  Then I remember scolding Matt for cutting Rebecca’s doll’s hair.  No matter what I said to try to get him to understand #1 – he wasn’t allowed to use my scissors and #2 – it wasn’t his doll, he would respond, “the doll needed a haircut.”  He was perplexed why I couldn’t seem to understand that.  We keep all scissors guarded, just in case it’s genetic.

This is Nathan in Gramma’s glasses, looking cool.  They love wearing my necklaces, boots, glasses…  They’ve got style.  We’ll move on to “man bags” soon.

Twins' First Steps

It was a sad week for Andrew.  They took away his pacifier (which was attached to a cute little beanie baby monkey).  He only got it at naptime and looked forward to those glorious hours.  So did his grandfather.  Ryan Joseph came in the morning and said he had to do surgery on Andrew’s little monkey.  When naptime rolled around, Andrew’s face was aglow in anticipation, only to discover Monkey had had an amputation.  Shock followed by disgust, followed by frustration registered on his face.  Monkey was thrown from the crib.  I tried to talk him into it, only to have it made clear to me that the amputation has ended a lifelong relationship. 

The new haircut seems to have affected him, as well.  He pulls on his own hair, his brother’s hair, his grandmother’s hair and even his grandfather’s hair. 

We took the boys outside to sit in the backyard on Friday.  It was windy and the boys were trying to blow back into the wind.  Thankfully, they haven’t tried spitting in the wind, yet.

Gramma made sweet potatoes, that stick nicely to a spoon for little boys who want to feed themselves. 

Andrew took three steps last week after leaving Gramma’s.  After hearing that, I kept thinking about why he didn’t take them a couple of hours earlier, so I could have seen it.  Then I realized, you have to put them down for them to walk.  Nathan took his steps here this Friday.  I’m catching on.