The expression lives on

Good morning everyone,

It's time once again to recap the highlights of the past few days, contemplate deep thoughts of parenthood, and do my best to crack a few smiles out there.

We'll start off with the deep thoughts of parenthood, which is more correctly described as advice and key learnings. Don't buy shoes for your babies. Today I want to tell you about the uselessness of baby shoes. First of all, we live in Arizona and it's blazing hot. It has been since the twins were 2 months old. That being said, they are now EIGHT months old and have never worn a pair of shoes... Ever. Maybe that's my back-woods, redneck past coming out? No, it's actually a conscious decision we've made not to bother because we have twins and no time to worry about details such as shoes. It's not as if they are walking around on the hot pavement and need protection on the bottoms of their feet, so why bother?

Maybe there is some psychological or physiological reason why babies should wear shoes, but I sure don't see it. Even Kendra and I don't wear shoes in our house. That's not some anal retentive Obsessive Compulsive Disorder either one of us enforce to keep the carpets clean, it's just nice not to wear shoes! Anyone coming to our house who has funky feet or an undesirable aroma can feel free to wear shoes without persecution. However, the only time any of the 4 Webbs wear shoes at home is when we're taking out the trash. I'm sure the day will come when Easton and Layla start walking around and will need shoes, but for now, we're putting our clothes money towards onesies and pajamas.

OK, so now I can share the fun, fun times we're all having together. Lest any of you think the twins somehow stole the magic from our romantical marriage, here are the highlights from our special evening and morning. We were BOTH in bed by 9:00 PM and stayed there until 6:00 AM this morning. That deserves a round of applause and a curtsy. It's been roughly 14 months since we slept that long at one time. Don't tell me you already forgot the "get up to go pee 5 times per night" routine for Kendra while she was pregnant...

Anyway, we watched the first half of the movie "The Notebook", which is one of our all time favorites. I'm not much for chick flicks, but that one really gets me all choked up thinking about how strong love can be between two people. Really puts things in perspective. We spent a few minutes talking and then had a full night's sleep. This morning Kendra woke up before the babies (make that another first for the 4 Webbs) and then we went for a stroll through our neighborhood to feel the crisp, cool 77 degree morning. I'm dead serious about 77 degrees being the night time low, but it's all relative.

Layla continues to find great joy from jumping around like a pogo stick in her bouncy seat. As Kendra was talking to Oma Burgess on Skype I snapped a few pictures and happened to catch this one:


Does this expression look familiar? As SOON as I saw this image I knew exactly where I remember seeing that before:


Is that awesome or what?! Kendra's expression moments after we committed our lives together in marriage is EXACTLY the same as the thrill Layla gets from bouncing in the bouncy seat. Kendra's facial expression from that day lives on... Gotta love the cycle of life, eh? When Layla asks us how she'll be certain she's found true love we'll say, "You know that feeling you get from jumping up and down intensely in your bouncy seat? It's like that." Seeing that picture of our wedding brings back great memories.

Tonight we had another milestone as the twins successfully bathed without mommy's assistance.

Until now I was unable to get good pictures posted to the blog showing Easton and Layla in the tub. Kendra always jumped in naked with them one at a time so she could hold them carefully while soaping their little bodies up, which never turned out as a G rated opportunity for pictures. I think she read in a book somewhere today that our babies are at the right age where they can sit up on their own in the tub. So there you have it. Easton and Layla begin their long road to independence one step at a time. All I was thinking during this elongated play time in the tub was, "Please, oh please... Don't poop in the tub."

Another cute picture from today was of twins sitting calmly watching their short video while Kendra and I ran around the house preparing for our neighbors to come over for dinner. Here you have a very common scene of Layla intensely studying the situation and Easton grinning without a care in the world.


The twins are communicating with each other more (and louder) every single day. They respond to each others moans and screetches with ever increasing volume of their own baby language and it sounds very similar to a prehistoric aviary. A blind person would swear a pterodactyl will fly through the room any minute.

And finally, we have the embarassing shot for the day. Kendra incorrectly thought she wasn't good enough for the camera, but I knew Easton would give me a sweet, happy face picture so I took this one. Kendra's covering her face and Easton is showing off his two front teeth on bottom.

Have a great Thursday and we'll catch up again over the weekend!