Monday, June 30, 2008
We are back home now after a fun-filled weekend and were ecstatic to sleep in our own bed again even though the house and bed and surrounding of Payson were incredible.
I may as well get the bad news out of the way first because it's weighing so heavy on my mind. My brother, BJ, didn't get his adopted baby as he and his wife were hoping. The birth mom changed her mind and decided to keep the baby. I can't put into words the disappointment and hurt I feel and can only imagine what my brother is going through. It's hard in some ways for me to blog about my twins and the difficulties that come with it, knowing that my brother would give anything in the world to experience the good AND the bad. I feel very ungrateful for what I have considering how hard it must be for BJ to carry such a strong desire to be a father. Yeah, it's been a hassle to deal with disappearing socks, early morning wake ups, messy bodily functions, IVF processes, and the intense demands of having twins (or any baby for that matter). However, hearing about my brother's difficult path to becoming a father leads me to feel extremely fortunate and blessed. I believe my brother will be a father. The word "believe" in that sentence isn't one of possibility or hope, but a statement of truth and absolute confidence it will happen for him.
There are so many situations going on with other people's babies right now that I don't even have time to write it all. Along with my brother's disappointment, I heard last week that one of my Thursday night poker buddies lost his 3 month old baby to SIDS. That's scary and sad and incomprehensible for me to think about losing a baby like that. Seeing someone else lose a child makes me appreciate my twins even more.
As for the happy news, Kendra's good friend Megan had a healthy baby girl on Saturday. Megan was Kendra's bride's maid and long, long time friend who she keeps in touch with regularly. This is Megan's first baby and we are excited to see her new family when we visit Sacramento in August. Speaking of August... we hope to spend a few weeks in Sacramento this August and look forward to getting out of the heat here in Phoenix to spend some quality time with friends and Kendra's family for an extended stay.
OK, so about this past weekend... I can't believe it's been this many days since I posted and there has been so much happen since then that I barely know where to start. The drive up to Payson was long because of an accident that shut down the freeway. So Kendra had to sing the "horsey, horsey" song about 50 times through to keep Easton and Layla entertained as we sat motionless on the freeway. Other than that we had a great time watching the scenery and enjoying the ride. Arriving there we were blown away by how amazing Judi and Roger's house is. It is more complete and furnished than OUR house! The back porch is huge and looks out into a section of trees and woods. very, very peaceful and exactly what we needed. The most incredible enlightenment about the whole trip was how much STUFF we had to take to accommodate the twins! unbelievable... Our honda pilot was packed like a sardine can with bumbos and diapers squirting out of the windows. After we were settled Kendra thought it would be fun to give Layla and Easton their FIRST solid food... Avocado??? I just shrugged my shoulders and said, "ok, you're the expert at this". Here's a picture of Layla that captures the general dislike, indifference, and cluelessness she and Easton displayed when given the chance to try avocado.
and here's a humorous video clip of the event. It's obviously both of them were clueless about what to do with the mushy green stuff in their mouth.
Oma and Opa Burgess drove up with their good friends Christy and Doyle from Washington. Having all of us together was perfect and I'm so glad they were all able to join us for the weekend. We found out over the weekend that Easton LOVES cold cups and gumming the bottom of them. He's teething (we think) and that must feel good to have the cold, wet feeling along with the hard plastic to gnaw on. Doyle is showing how Easton reaches for the cup and makes noises as if to say, "give me that. I want the cup!"
Layla enjoys "whapping", which is the best word I can think of to describe what she does. She flails her arms down and beats on whatever toy or object is in front of her as if she's hammering a nail with her arm. We are not looking forward to her demonstrating this new-found power on Easton. :)
Easton has a permanent smile all day, every day and everyone who looks at him returns the favor with an equally big grin. Oma made up for being gone a whole week on her cruise by spending plenty of quality time with the twins. Here's a good picture of our good looking boy showing off for the camera with Oma.
We left Kendra at home where she caught up on a few hours of much needed sleep. Everyone else took a 20 minute drive to go see the Tonto natural bridge, which is the largest natural travertine bridge in the world and a very worthwhile wonder of nature to behold.
We did some serious hiking and brought along the Chariot, which performed like a champ carrying the twins along the bumpy path. It is very hard to tell from the angle of this picture, but the trail was very steep.
Here's a picture of Oma and Opa Burgess with Doyle and Christy. The Tonto natural bridge is a pathway across that huge hole behind them in the background. I took a few scenic pictures of it and will post them in the future sometime instead of clogging up this post with too many pictures that don't have the twins in them. After jostling along the trails in the hot AZ sun for an hour, I took this picture of Easton and Layla. It shows how Easton is the happy-go-lucky man of the world and Layla was glad the trip was over so she could get out of the sun and into the air conditioned car. She's such a dainty, little princess...
Overall we are glad we took the trip up North and everyone had tons of fun. My favorite part of the trip was watching Doyle and Opa Burgess pitch horseshoes. I sat in a chair and did absolutely nothing productive. What a concept. The next best thing was sitting in the living room with everyone just talking and playing with Easton and Layla. Kendra planned the whole trip and cooked several delicious meals, which cut down the costs and made the trip a huge success.
Today was an excellent day off work for me except for the part where I had to do work for a couple of hours... so much for a vacation day! Oh well, I have several vacation days left this year and look forward to taking every last one of them. We did have a good time today in the pool and out shopping at Costco.
If you're still reading the blog this far below any cute pictures of Easton and Layla then you must have an obscene amount of free time or a genuine interest in our lives. Either way, I'll share with you a precursor to the next blog for tomorrow. Kendra and I spent a few hours alone in the Payson house after the babies went to sleep. It was the first time in a long time that we were able to talk and open up without a million other things directing our conversations about babies and errands and survival of the 4 webbs. During that time I was able to talk through my feelings and our relationship took a turn for the better. We talked. We cried. We held each other. I got exactly what I hoped for from the mini get-away... a new start. There is a wider opening in the line of communication between Kendra and I so every day is a chance to do better... to talk more and be more honest.
Every day I wake up to Layla and Easton laughing or crying or playing or babbling and think: I can't believe we have twins!?!? and every day I find more appreciation for the babies, Kendra, and the life I have. Even with the ups and downs and joys and pains, I can't imagine any other life than the one we have. Kendra has her hands full every day and here's a visual representation of what that really means. :)
See you tomorrow!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Oma Burgess is leaving us tomorrow for 5 days! She’s going on a cruise with her sisters and we’ll miss having her here. I’m sure we’ll survive, but it’s amazing how quickly we take for granted the idea of FOUR of us around who want to love on the twins and hold them.
One of the benefits of having twins is we have a direct comparison to see how things should be when compared to what we’ve been told and read. When Kendra reads about sleeping patterns, milestones, and habits we have TWO data points. Kendra gave a few nibbles of rice cereal to Easton and Layla over the past few days, but neither of them was interested at all. We'll try again in a few weeks... Easton is sleeping well and Layla is not for some reason. We're scratching our heads a little bit, but have a good game plan to get her straightened out. Oma and Opa are the unlucky ones because their bed is on the other side of the wall to the baby’s cribs. I'm sure they are as tired as Layla. We have the baby monitors, which pick up ever noise in the room. You can hear a gnat land on the ceiling through those things! That means Kendra and I also wake up every time Layla cries. The funny part is Easton sleeps better than ALL of us! Every time we go in to calm Layla, he's there with his thumb half way in his mouth sleeping and drooling as though he were alone on a desert island.
Kendra, Oma Burgess, and I spent a good hour yesterday looking through many of the old pictures and videos of the twins. I've taken over 1,000 pictures since they were born so we just browsed through and viewed the more memorable ones. We talked about how tiny and skinny they were at birth and all of the stages they've been through so far. It was fun to reminisce about watching them develop and I'm sure we'll be doing that periodically for the rest of their lives. We’ll probably never stop saying, “Remember when they were just little babies?”
Today we’re going to church and then hanging out this afternoon in the pool. It’s too hot to do much of anything else and the College World Series is on today as well. I have to root for Fresno State since they are such underdogs. I’ll spend some part of today cleaning the last bits of messiness in my office so that Kendra will sleep better. :)
Layla and Easton have some new outfits, thanks to Oma and Opa Burgess. It seems like every outfit has to have some saying on it these days and some are a little edgy. However, the outfits they have on in this picture are very appropriate and accurate at the Webb house. The words say, "If mommy says no, ask Grandma"
Hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend and feel free to call during the week to cheer us on as we run the household without Oma for a few days!
Friday, June 20, 2008
On an unrelated note, Opa Burgess and I went golfing this afternoon for some twilight golf! My neck is sore from a rough Taekwondo class yesterday, but I decided to go ahead and golf anyway because I'm not always the best at following doctor's orders.
Hi all! You get to hear from me again! Our time here is flying by as I thought it would. To Steve and I it seems surreal that we have grandkids! :) Being able to share quality time with them means so much to us. Singing to them, hearing their giggles and seeing their sweet, sweet faces just lights up our world. This whole journey brings a sense of the past and definitely the future when we hold them. We are thankful to God that he has given us this precious chance to impact their lives with not only our love but the love of Christ.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Kendra and I went out for date night tonight thanks to Oma and Opa Burgess who were willing to take care of Layla and Easton for a few hours. We're sneaking in popcorn as a way to cut costs and we have a gift certificate to offset the hefty price tag of admission to the movies. Can you believe how much a seat costs for a first run movie these days? We haven't been to a movie in a long, long time and that is one of Kendra's favorite past times. Indiana Jones was fun, but confusing with an ending that didn't make any sense at all. Not sure it was the best pick for a movie if you only see one per year like us! However, the arm rests in this particular theater raise up and it was worth it to sit next to Kendra and be close to her for that long of a time. I've been good at sharing her with Easton and Layla always being between us somehow, but I was happy to have her all to myself for a short time.
Kendra took some close ups of Layla and Easton in their new outfits so she can put their pictures in a bi-fold picture frame with their names on it. I'll take it to work and have their cute faces to look at through the day.
A few weeks ago I ordered two hats that have Easton on them (and a reference to hockey). I sent one to Opa Burgess and kept one for myself. We both wore our hats for a trip to the gym and costco, which Kendra thought was picture worthy. now we just need to find a little mini hat like this for Easton too!
And in closing, the biggest news of all... My brother and his wife are very close to adopting their first child! They have a tremendous story of their pathway to adopting with more mystery and excitement than the Indiana Jones movie I saw tonight. I hope for (and expect) the best for them and their new family. Layla and Easton are going to have a new cousin! Check out his blog here for up-to-date information: http://webbs2.blogspot.com/
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
My home computer is almost running again so I'm looking forward to getting back into my normal blogging routine soon. I upgraded the processor so hopefully my picture and video editing will be faster. The living room (my office) is still a wreck and Kendra is being extra patient with me.
The past few days have included swimming every day since we are experiencing near-record hot temperatures here in the valley of the sun. There's nothing like walking to the mailbox at 10:00 PM in shorts and flip flops while the temperature is still 100 degrees! The silver lining to the hot, hot days is that our pool is getting up to 85 degrees quickly. Kendra read somewhere that babies are most comfortable in pool water between 82 and 86 degrees. Easton and Layla LOVE the water, but they only last about 15 minutes before the pouty bottom lips show up to say, "enough water already!" We get in the pool after 5 to avoid sun. I say that so you don't think we're cooking our babies in the hot, mid-day sun. When we float them around the pool their legs kick instinctively and that is amazing to see the built-in reflex. Here is one other picture from the pool fun at our house the other day. You can see how excited Easton and Layla are to be in the water and how proud Oma and Opa are to hold these two babies:
I'm very glad to have Oma and Opa Burgess around. I've talked with coworkers and friends about their visit this summer. Many of them are horrified at the thought of in-laws living with them for 6 weeks. I, on the other hand, have been looking forward to this for a couple of months now and am enjoying their visit. They are very considerate of our wishes and boundaries. Also very helpful around the house and with the twins. With Kendra and I alone it is impossible to each hold a baby and get anything else done around the house. I don't feel so bad leaving every day for work as Kendra would balance Layla AND Easton on a single boppy as she paid attention to both of them at once. We both gladly and gratefully let Oma and Opa hold and cuddle and laugh as much as they want!
Last night Kendra and I went to Best Buy to get the movie Groundhog Day (Bill Murray). It's one of our top 10 all time favorite movies and we decided to buy instead of rent it over and over again. Many times we feel just like our lives are in the same repeating day as Groundhog Day. Every morning at 6:30 AM Layla wakes up and starting talking... loudly... Kendra wakes Easton from his hibernation-like sleep and she feed them both. Then we spend every day trying to improve ourselves as we do better and better with the twins. Anyway, it was so nice for Kendra to say, "let's go to Best Buy!", then we stand up from the couch, then we walk out the door and drive away. I love our babies, but really miss the spontaneous moments where we would just leave like that.
Yesterday morning as I slept in a little I heard Opa and Easton having fun together and giggling. He was helping Easton with strength training like a good coach should. :) I'm glad he is helping him figure out the balance / standing / coordination aspects... Luckily Oma caught it on video:
(I'll post the video here later tonight)
Easton smiles all the time and looks at everyone with anticipation as if to say, "Look at me so we can smile at each other and have fun!" Hearing him giggle with happiness is unbelievably emotional for me. It's one of those things only a parent can relate to and appreciate. I wish I could explain that feeling better, but there is no other feeling I can even relate it to... I could listen to him do that for hours and never get tired of it. Maybe I feel that way now because they are not old enough to run around the house laughing and screaming like a pack of wild hyenas all day, every day? I'll enjoy it while the feeling lasts.
I'm not sure what to say about this humorous picture of Easton. :) When Opa went in to wake the little guy from a nap, Easton was laying there awake with the hammer in his mouth. I just can't help but hum the tune of "if i had a hammmer, i'd hammer in the morning..." There is a foam/rubber hammer in his crib and apparently when he found it he decided to suck on it instead of use it to hit things. If only I had the picture back on May 27th when I posted THIS quote: Give a small boy a hammer and he will find that everything he encounters needs pounding. -- Abraham Kaplan
Both Easton and Layla are getting very good at holding their heads up and here are a couple of pictures of them individually showing off their talents of strength:
And here's Layla Rae in her extremely cute dress-onsie-thingy:
Apparently I have not worn out the Phil Wickham song (see my previous post) yet because it's still on repeat in my iPod today. Not sure exactly what it is about the song that I like to so much. I think it is the simplicity of the instruments and words, the forgiveness I relate to, and the sincerity of how he sings it. The good news is he will be in Phoenix in concert next month! Guess who's going to see Mercy Me and Phil Wickham live in concert??? ME!
Saturday night swing dancing was tons of fun! Oma and Opa did really well. Kendra and I knew two moves before Saturday and now we know a total of three. Well, at least that is progress! here's one picture of us from this past weekend
and one here from last month when we went with our friends Scott and Marisue.
And a final closing thought. The Lakers won on Sunday. Whoopity Doooo. NO TEAM has ever won game 6 and 7 of the finals at the opposing team's court. Will the Lakers lose Tuesday or Thursday? That is the only question to answer. I'm so confident in the Celtics ability that if the Lakers win the title this year I'll print off this page and eat it... Yeah, I am that certain.
Tuesday is the most productive day of the week, so have a great productive day because it's downhill from here!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
It has been almost 3 months since we have seen Layla and Easton! (We do visit with them on Skype quite often though.) Believe me when I say it is not the same! They are soooo cute, smart, sweet and cuddly. Steve and I cannot believe how big they have gotten. Kendra was the happiest baby and Easton is just like her in that way. Even though he looks like Bronson he has Kenera's disposition.
When Steve or I hold Layla it is like holding Kendra 29 years ago. It is almost like looking back in time when we look at her sweet, sweet face. She has many full face smiles for us all the time. Bronson's sister Joanie said it best in her blog when she described the twins. Hats of to you Joanie and by the way, you are a fantastic writer yourself. :)
Father's Day had a new meaning for both Steve and I this year. You hope and pray that someday you will be grandparents and it has finally arrived! It is very special to be here for Bronson's first Father's Day and witness the love he has for his children.
Phil and Connie, we were thinking of you quite often today, wishing you were here with us. Please know that we love you guys and can't wait to see you again. :) Happy Father's Day Phil!!!
I want to say something about my honey on this special day. Steve is a fantastic Dad and great man in so many ways. My respect and love for him grow each day as he walks out his life, using the gifts and talents that God gave him. I am always in awe of how much wisdom and insight he has. Thanks for being a part of our family! You have made me a better person and Mother.
We love you and are so proud of how you have jumped onto this crazy ride called fatherhood. You are doing a great job and we love you! Remember to grow your kids from the inside out and the rest will follow. Isn't it great to know that Jesus has a plan and when we believe Him and walk it out in faith He is right there to complete it.
I miss my father today but know that he is in heaven with Jesus. Thanks for everything Dad!
Dad Burgess, Steve and I hope your Father's Day was special and filled with love! Thanks for being a great example and Father!
Oma and Opa Burgess
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
This is mommy Kendra on the blog. Today has started wonderfully! The Twins have been waking up at 6:30 am, right on schedule and eating just fine. I can't believe that they have been out of my belly now for more than four months. Crazy! Every morning that I wake up I just I think to myself I have twins, wooooh! God gave me Twins, okay, I can do this!
Last night Bronson and I had a wonderful time laughing and being silly on our bed. When we first married this is something we would do for hours. This is how it usually goes. We will start off on a normal note and then I will say something silly or cute and then he will make fun of me, laugh and say, "I got to write this down!" For example last night I said you hello sex kitten and he said Can guys be sex kittens? Then I said "well then a Sexy cat?!" Then he just started to laugh and shake his head.....Oh the stupid and silly stuff and I say!
Well can't have a blog without having a picture of the Twins. Easton and Layla sitting in between my pajama covered legs during singing lessons. They were cooing, singing and laughing. There is this song I sing to them that they love and my Mom sang it to me when I was a kid, it is called Horsey, Horsey. Every time I sing it whether they are happy or not it brings a huge smile to there faces.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Sunday, June 8, 2008
We all have hot buttons that our spouses push from time to time. Every marriage on earth includes a husband and wife who each have that seemingly innocent thing the other person does that really frustrates them. For Kendra, she hates my squeaky chicken.
I won this at a conference for work a few months ago and obtaining a squeaky chicken was something of a status symbol at the time. It’s just a rubber chicken toy that makes a hideous squeaky noise when you squeeze it. Yeah, I know it is lame… But there were 600 top nerds hanging out together so what would you expect? For whatever reason, Kendra abhors the noise that comes from the mouth of the squeaky chicken and has hated it from the first time I proudly showed her my prize. She limited me to one squeak per day and threatened to cut off the legs and head if she hears the dreaded noise a second time in any 24 hour period.
I’m not going to lie… there is a certain amount of pleasure I get from squeezing every last cubic centimeter of air out and letting it rip with an annoying squawk. I even know it isn’t good to provoke your spouse or cause frustration, but I know if it really was a thorn in her side that she would have no problem cutting it in half and putting it in the trash can. She doesn’t get angry and I can tell she thinks it’s a little funny. I’m looking forward to Easton playing with it once he figure out how to coordinate his hands enough to squeeze it. That way I can blame it on Easton and truly say, “it wasn’t me!” He may only get to do it once though if mommy Kendra hears it…
Today at church our pastor used the word audacious to describe how we should live and I couldn’t help but think about Easton and Layla.
Audacious means: intrepidly daring, adventurous, recklessly bold
My hope for them to live audaciously and take risks. Being a risk taker doesn’t mean doing backflips 30 feet in the air on a motorcycle. That’s just stupid. :) What I’m referring to is the ability to try new things, embrace change, and not be afraid of failure or rejection so that when opportunities come by that they jump on them. If anyone has ideas for how to instill that kind of mentality into a child, feel free to let me know because I’m all ears!
The 4 webbs took a 2 hour nap together this afternoon! That was the longest nap in the history of our lives together and I loved every minute of it. We had a tough time getting the twins to sleep during their scheduled nap times this morning. Once we realized that Easton and Layla were both so sleepy that they couldn’t even hold their head up, I recommended we put their little foam beds in our king-size bed between Kendra and I. A long nap turned out to be just what the doctor ordered and the rest of our evening was filled with smiles and giggles. Everything except the horrible officiating of the Lakers game tonight. I was crying in my Gatorade over how ridiculously biased the foul calling was in favor of the Celtics. I’ve lost faith in the Laker’s ability to win the championship already and will be completely shocked if they do. Talk about disappointment…
Even though I was frustrated at the Laker loss tonight, my night still ended on a high note thanks to Layla. After her last feeding of the night I took her from Kendra to her crib for bedtime. Her limp, sleeping body was so tiny and cute stuffed into her pink polka dotted pajamas with big strawberries on the feet. Her arms hung like wet noodles draped over my arms and yet both of her fists were tightly clinched as if she was hanging on to something for dear life. I stood there and cuddled with her warm, soft cheek against my scruffy chin for a few seconds and everything else about the day seemed a lot less important. I guess that is the way it is supposed to work. :)
We are planning to spend Monday evening at my aunt Mary's house with her son and his family. That may include getting Easton and Layla into her pool for their first swim! You know I'll get plenty of video and pictures if it works out for us to get in the pool. We can't wait for Oma and Opa Burgess to get here on Thursday. I hope the next 4 days go by really fast so they can hurry up and get here!
Have a great week everyone.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Kendra found Layla’s first pajama outfit and put it on her shoulder last night. I couldn’t believe how tiny she was compared to how big she is today. We made silly comments of ways to keep the twins exactly how they are today because we are enjoying both of them so much. They giggle and smile, take three naps per day, stay exactly where we put them, don’t eat much, travel well, and are easily amused. I know everything will continue to change as they grow up, but it’s going too fast for me over the past few weeks. Sitting up will be a good milestone, but once they start crawling around and figuring out how to put everything in their mouth, the whole game changes. The first night they slept all the way through was glorious and marked the end of the beginning. Every situation looks different when you are actually in it than it does when you are reflecting on it as the past. Thank God for grandparents. They provided the extra sets of loving arms we needed to survive during those crucial first two months. Then the storm blew over and the proverbial sun began to shine again. We are both getting comfortable with the new idea of what normal is and happy to have some consistency from day to day and week to week.
In some ways I agree that every child is different, but what I really find is that every parent is different and their approach to the child (or children in our case) has a big impact on their perspective. For example, I have one friend who tells me about the “terrible twos” and how incredibly horrible life is when they are that age. Another friend said from age 2 to 3 was the most fun age of the child’s life. So what role does nature vs. nurture play? I’ve been asking myself that for a long, long time. How much can the parent’s attitude and interactions really play into how a child grows up and turns out?
The situation that really leads me to lean more towards nature playing a larger, uncontrollable role is the observation of my friend, Dorr, and his 4 kids. Here’s an old picture of him with his third child just so you know who I’m talking about.
He is an engineer who is a methodical, consistent, good natured disciplinarian who I KNOW raised all of his children exactly the same way. However, each of his kids is completely different in every possible way. What they like to eat, how they dress, how they talk, how they look. It’s not that I expect all 4 kids to be exactly like Dorr, but I did expect they would be more similar to each other IF nurture really had any impact. Seeing his kids makes me think there is not much I can do to shape who they are or how they turn out. Yes, I know I provide principles and guidelines and a role model, but I’m talking more specifically about how the children act. I’m OK with allowing our twins to be who they want to be so don't think I'm out to control them. I just don’t want to waste my time trying to shape certain aspects of their life if it is not going to make a difference. I’m hoping to spend my time focusing on what I CAN impact and shape and accept those aspects about them that I cannot change.
The phrase I hear from time to time, “she comes by it naturally”, implies Kendra’s personality traits and idiosyncrasies are magically transferred from her parents during birth and are unavoidable. One example is Kendra’s sense of direction and memory of driving directions. Having her in the car is like having Google maps (a.k.a. “the yellow pages” for you old folks) at your finger tips. If I ask, “Kendra, where are the closest KFC restaurants to the intersection we are driving through?” She will immediately rattle off the exact locations of all KFCs within a 5 mile radius of our location. It’s almost scary how she is able to do that. Opa Burgess (Kendra’s dad) claims that is “his” trait and he passed it down to Kendra, which I absolutely believe. On the other hand, Nana Webb (my mom) and I get lost in our own bathroom and can’t find our way out of a paper sack. Along with all of the wonderful “nature” related things she passed down to me, that is one of the less desirable traits. Because of this dichotomy of directional abilities I’m curious to find out how Layla and Easton will turn out…
I know there are good and bad traits. I wish there were a way to strain out the bad and pour in the good for our twins so they both get the great asptects of Kendra and me while being immune to the negative aspects of our personalities.
Anyway, last night on the way to Judi and Roger’s house for a get together I had the unfortunate task of keeping Easton and Layla awake for the 45 minute drive. Their eyes started blinking more slowly and the yawns were frequent only 15 minutes into the trip so I eventually gave up and let them snooze. We do our best to keep them on the defined schedule, but it’s not always possible so we go with the flow. Easton eventually dropped his toy as he drifted off to sleep so I took the opportunity to put it on his head like a hat to demonstrate how completely asleep he was.
When it came time to feed the twins, everyone else was in the kitchen getting snacks and talking so I held the twins while Kendra made their bottles. I decided to keep Easton and Layla in the position they were already in and feed them both at the same time so Kendra could get something to drink and talk. Judi saw how funny it looked and took this picture:
A funny thing we noticed about Layla is that she wore the hair off the back of her head! Apparently this is a side effct of her being so active and curious about her surroundings, The whole back side of her head has no hair from her turning her head side to side so much. She doesn’t want to miss anything so she’s always looking around and moving her head. What a curious little girl we have…