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We were driving Emmy to school, and the babies were sitting quietly in the back. Then Brooks started yelling,
"Harley-Mommy, HARLEY-MOMMY!!!" (That's what he calls me - he can't say "Ch" for Charlie)

"BAD Harley!!! Hat! Bad Harley Hat Bad!!!"

Sure enough, Miss Charlie had removed her hat and Brooks was in full tattle-mode - and she knew it. She then cursed at him - in Italian, I believe. It sounded very much like the time Joey yelled at Chandler in Italian.
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Yesterday, I realized we definitely needed two high chairs; the babies can't eat in shifts, but they aren't exactly table-ready yet either.

So I bullied poor Emily into getting up early today so she could accompany the babies and me to WalMart before school. Then we dropped her off at school and came home.

I carried Brooks into the house first. I took off his hat, coat, and shoes. Then I ran back out to the truck and brought in Charlie. I took off her coat. Then I ran back out to the truck to turn it off, plug it in, and bring in the high chair. This last trip took all of, maybe 90 seconds.

And this is the scene that greeted me at the top of the stairs when I came in for the last time: )

I think it was better yesterday when she didn't want to share her cookies...

Twins?

Mar. 19th, 2007 02:40 pm
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Today was my first day of providing full-time childcare for Brooks.
i've watched him occasionally before, but today has been the longest day. Ashley dropped him off bright and early at 6:15. Charlie was awake too - which is rare for her. All of that woke Em up early too. Things were fine until we dropped Emmy off at school. She carried Brooks out to Walter (our new/old HUGE truck) and put him in his carseat behind her while I put Charlie into her carseat behind me.

Once I returned home, however, the madness began. Which child should I leave unaccompanied out in the driveway while I took the other one into the house first? It seemed cruel to abandon Brooks on his first day. But it seemed equally cruel to force poor Charlie to watch me take some other child into her house without her. So I attempted to do both at once.

Once back home, they both needed to eat all the time. Except when they were both pooping all the time. Charlie has never pooped that much. And Ashley swears Brooks only poops about 5 times a week. Well, he's just about finished the week then today. My house looks like a bomb went off. I managed to get in a shower, but was unable to actually dry my hair because Brooks hates loud noises.

I learned that Charlie would prefer a lose/lose scenario to a win/win one:
Charlie has two cookies (one for each hand) and Brooks has two cookies (again, one for each hand) is bad because Brooks has cookies. The fact that Charlie also has cookies is, somehow, irrelevant. She would prefer to have all four cookies. Barring that, then no one should have cookies because, bottom line, BROOKS SHOULD NOT HAVE COOKIES!!!!

They did nap - for about 6 minutes. They both look exhausted now, but I'm forcing them to keep playing because we leave in 30 minutes to go get Em. By the time we're back, Ashley should be here to get Brooks. Then maybe I can get Charlie to take a long nap while I:
pound a fifth of Jack Daniels
sit in the corner and eat my own hair
attempt to blackmail Emmy into becoming home-schooled

clean up the chaos the two babies created.
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We went to the ICE Expo today with Brooks, Ashley, and Tim.

It was about -20, so I bundled you up in thermals, a turtleneck onesie, two pairs of socks, a sweatshirt, your fleece snowsuit, and then your faux fur jacket. You couldn't see very well, and you had no control over your body, but you did stay warm fairly well!

There are some fun pictures here!

But I had to include this one picture because it makes me laugh so hard:


Yep, that's you, sweetie! Doing a faceplant into a snowdrift and unable to get yourself out because you couldn't move your arms. I was laughing so hard, it took me a few tries to get the picture! But you were so brave (or startled) - you didn't cry at all.
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Brooks came over today. He's 10+ months old and crawling.

You studied him very intently and this evening finally put it all together. You are officially mobile now. And most proud of yourself!

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I took you swimming for the first time today. You loved it! We went with Brooks and Miss Ashley. He wasn't so certain it was fun, but you thought it was great. You kicked your legs and waved your hands and had a good time. I even dunked you under the water. Miss Ashley was shocked! But I blew in your face first - which made you hold your breath - and then I pulled you under and popped you right back out. And you laughed and laughed!



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He came to pick you up - as a proper gentleman should. And he came to the door to get you - he didn't just honk from the driveway.

You were eagerly waiting:


He wore jeans which was a bit informal, but he balanced it nicely with a collared shirt and jacket. You'd had on a lovely pink outfit, but you soiled it right before he arrived - possibly from pre-date jitters, I guess. So you were in your pajamas when he arrived - which seemed a bit suggestive.

We all had a lovely dinner, and then you pretty much passed out on the floor. That's my party girl.

And here you are, ready for him to escort you home:




He sent you this email yesterday for Valentine's Day:
Dear Charlie,

I just wanted to say Happy Valentine's Day! You are the best Valentine
EVER!

Brooks

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