Anyway, they were gracious enough to watch Easton and Layla while Kendra and I went out for a few hours alone. We ate pile of raw fish at Ra, our favorite sushi spot, then we went shopping. It's amazing how much ground you can cover when you're not getting stopped every 5 minutes by random people who want to see our twins. Don't get me wrong, I love the semi-celebrity status we receive when pushing Easton and Layla around town, but when it comes to shopping on a timeline, nothing beats going out as a plain ole' run of the mill couple. Anyway, I've spent a ton of playtime with the twins over the past week and loved every minute of it. Two specific pictures earned high marks for interpretation: I call these two "the bear and fonzi"
Layla The Bear:
She wasn't making a growling noise like a bear, but you can easily imagine her doing it. She's been testing out her vocal range with long, slow screams of joy while changing the tone of her voice up and down. Lately she's also developed the ability to make that clicking noise with her mouth. you know, the one where your tongue is pressed vacuum tight against the roof of your mouth and then you force it downward making the knocking or clicking noise. Yeah, she does that. Not only can she DO it, but she mimics us when we do that. At one point Kendra was doing it, I was doing it, Layla was doing it, and Easton was looking at the three of us like we were wackos.
Easton Fonzerelli: I couldn't get him to show the "thumbs up" sign and wave them back and forth as he says, "Aaaayyyyy!", but you can see he has that cool attitude just like the Fonz was known for. Too bad the Captain Morgan pose off contest is over. Layla would have been a clear winner:
If you didn't get the Captain Morgan reference, don't worry. That joke will only be funny to a few. :) Layla is starting to dance in her own little way now and then. She bobs her head to the side like the guys in the movie, "A Night at the Roxbury". When she does that we mimic her and say, "we're grooooovin"! Another thing she does is wave her arms and move up and down, which is as close to dancing as she can get at this age. Here's the dance video:
Everyone says Easton is cute. Everyone says he looks like me. Therefore, I am cute according to the mathematical transitive property of equality. OK, that may be bending the law a little, I know... Makes me feel good though so that's my story and I'm sticking to it. I completely agree he's a good looking boy.
The rumors are true! We're loading up the 4 Webbs and driving to the Sacramento area for a few weeks to spend lots of quality time with Kendra's side of the family over the holidays. Kendra is already starting to get the packing list together. It appears we may have to rent a 24 foot Uhaul truck to fit all the things necessary to keep the 4 Webbs afloat for that many weeks away from home (just kidding, the Honda Pilot will suffice).
Why I'm pooped ---> I changed THREE poopie diapers in one day yesterday. That's a record for me! One that I hope will not be met or exceeded for many months to come. Coincidently, I was close to throwing up three times today. Amazing how that works.
And last but not least I'd like to welcome my brother, BJ, to the information super-highway. He has a webcam, a computer, and skype (wild cheers and applause). We chatted online tonight and Skype worked out flawlessly! Now, if only my parents' computer would cooperate...
Have an excellent week and tons of fun Christmas shopping.