harnessing the power

Howdy folks,

After months of compiling humorous anomalies I narrowed it down to this David Letterman-like list:

Top 7 ways you know you are a father of twins:

7. You mentally measure the width of every doorway to determine if your double stroller would fit through it.
6. You attempt to be first parent into the room after naptime and gravitate towards the baby that doesn't smell in hopes Mommy will pick up the stinky one and have to change the dirty diaper.
5. You have said "Yes, they are twins" at least once per day since the birth of your twins.
4. You instinctively, compassionately recognize a new father of twins by the dazed, insane look on his face.
3. The baby monitor is turned up so loud you can hear the dreams of both babies.
2. You have "mom hands" (drier than elephant skin) from washing and wiping and cleaning babies so frequently.
1. A baby pooping in the bath tub is not the grossest part of your story.

WFMW (Works For Me Wednesday)
It is officially 12:08 AM on Wednesday morning as I post this blog so WFMW is appropriate. :)

After serious consideration we broke down and...


put a harness on Easton and Layla (gasp)! If you're having judgmental thoughts right now that means you don't have twins. We wrestled with the idea because putting a kid in a harness is like putting a dog on a leash, which is very inhumane. However, Easton and Layla are at a cross-over stage right now. They are old enough to walk everywhere and hate being confined to the stroller. At the same time they aren't able to obey commands like, "don't walk in front that group of people stampeding down the isle".


So we bought harnesses for their own safety and for use during our trip through the airport next week. Don't knock it until you try it. These things are awesome except they are too large even tightened down to the smallest possible length of the straps.

Go to sleep already!

Here's a video clip clearly showing the entertaining, twin-specific issues we get to experience.



Easton and Layla talked, laughed, and screamed for an hour and 15 minutes after we put them down for their nap. This is becoming more normal every day as they throw every item in their crib out onto the middle of the floor and have such a fun time with each other. It takes an eternity for them to actually fall asleep lately. Throughout the video Easton has his leg out over the side of crib as he begs me to get him out! At the end of the video Layla clearly says, "Maisy's colors!" as she randomly tells me which book is in her crib.

Let's get philosophical:

The picture below is a good way to pictorially explain life with twins. This is the end table in our living room and as you can see it is completely full. This can easily be translated into a metaphor representing our life with twins:


Packed full of books (3 stacks) representing the endless, daily reading we do with the twins. We barely have time for our own dinner (and what a lovely TV dinner it was). But there is always time and space for our marriage, as can be seen by our wedding photo crammed into the middle. I suppose the TV remote control represents our tiny slice of free time to zone out and relax.

Hat for the father of twins in your life:

I found a very humorous ball cap on the internet and almost bought it, but $25 is a bit much. It says, "DAD OF TWINS; SANITY IS OVERRATED". I laugh because it is true how I feel insane sometimes. Here's a link if you'd like to see a picture of it:
http://www.zazzle.com/dad_of_twins_sanity_is_overrated_embroidered_hat-233805082635080291

The Truth Project

Tomorrow night we begin the 12 week "life group" series hosted at our house called, "The Truth Project". We are really looking forward to digging into the contents with our group and engaging in some seriously deep discussions about those fundamental questions. Here's the trailer for the series:



See you soon!