Saturday, October 31, 2009
Is your Halloween sugar rush still super charging your batteries? The 4 Webbs are hoping for a restful night in spite of candy intake. What a day we experienced...
Kendra's mom handmade her and Layla's poodle skirts and our costumes this year were based on the common attire from the 1950's. We are very grateful to Oma for taking the time to make them. Both of us were relieved about how well our costumes turned out.
The best, clearest picture of the night was taken by our friends, Nick and Marianne. We hung out in Aunt Mary's neighborhood with them since they have one of the nicest trick-or-treat friendly neighborhoods around.
We received many compliments as we strolled door to door. By "we" I mean Easton and Layla since they stole the show with their cuteness.
Here's a better shot of Layla's skirt. You can see the shiny Rhinestones in the collar of the kitty cat on Layla's skirt. Also, Easton's cool look with the leather-like jacket.
The twins were able to say "trick-or-treat!" right on queue when home owners opened their door. They survived about as long as we expected. About 20 minutes worth of door to door walking was all they could handle. Layla let us know she was done by doing her "limp noodle" act right in the middle of the street. Time to go home! Overall we had an excellent evening together and it was much more fun than last year when Easton and Layla were not yet walking.
One last picture of Kendra:
In the interest of keeping this as a G-rated blog: She looks especially attractive to me in that picture. It's NOT the full moon causing me to howl and pant like a werewolf...
See you soon!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
The wind here in AZ is blowing dust like you can't imagine and it just so happens that I'm allergic to dust... kind'a seems like bad planning for a guy who is allergic to dust to move to the desert, huh? But then you have to understand I'm also allergic to mold so that eliminates rainy places. I'm allergic to grass and pollen so that eliminates areas with foliage. I'm also allergic to certain trees and animals so that eliminates tropical and wilderness areas.
The only place my allergies would not be a factor is... Alaska. and only during the winter. So there you have it! I'm in AZ and have to endure the occasional runny nose due to dust blowing around the valley.
Luckily I have Easton and Layla to copy me every time I sneeze, "aaaahhhh, ahhHHH, CHOO!" and they repeat just like an echo or a parrot. Maybe that is what I should call them. No longer shall they be known as Easton and Layla! I will call them: Echo and Parrot. They repeat almost every word we say with great articulation and the frequency is getting to be more consistent!
Kendra took Echo and Parrot to the zoo today in celebration of the 4 Webb's purchase of annual passes for the zoo. Kendra can take 1 friend + 4 children so feel free to contact her if you'd like to go along for the fun sometime. The annual fee was so expensive I thought it included the option to occasionally leave our twins in the zoo overnight with the real monkeys.
Here you can see Layla, Echo, Parrot, and at the top is a camel:
Kendra's friend April has a daughter named Layla also, for those of you who may be confused by the names... Kendra took turns cycling the three kids through the two seat stroller. I could have added one more word starting with the letter "T", but I think the alliteration humor only goes so far. Anyway, you can see the animals were out in full-force. As you can see, the puppy leash is still a useful tool when corralling youngsters. The zoo trip was well worth Kendra's effort and I'm glad she was able to enjoy spending time with her friend, April. Too bad I was stuck at work!
Easton, I mean Echo, is a smiley boy and it warms my heart to see him blissfully enjoying the zoo animals.
I like the way Kendra's hair looks in that picture. I'm also a big fan of Kendra's painted finger nails. Not sure why, but I've always been partial to her well manicured nails... They don't even have to be 3 inches long and fake. Just seeing color on them adds that extra touch of class to Kendra's natural beauty.
You may not be able to tell from the next picture of Layla, I mean Parrot, but she is jumping SO hard on the mattress that her body is up in the air.
She can easily be a gold medal olympian for those crazy people who jump 100 feet in the air on trampolines while doing flips and twirls. That girl can jump!
Yes, she still has her pacifier... We've cut it down to ONLY at night and during the afternoon nap so that is our current status. Next step will probably be to cut the end off the pacifier and tell Layla they are all "broken" so she loses the desire to suck on them.
Then we may as well tell her the tooth fairy, Easter bunny, and Santa Clause are all fake as well.
I'm off to squirt a half gallon of salt water up my nose to clean out the dust in hopes of a good night's sleep.
sniff, achoo... bye bye. See you soon.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Our pumpkins are carved and the Halloween costumes are in the mail. Right, Oma? She graciously offered to hand sew Kendra and Layla's costume for this year. I won't spoil the surprise for how the 4 Webbs plan to dress up this Saturday, but I'm excited to see how well our plan turns out.
Since the twins are 20 months old we are unsure how well they will do trick-or-treating. They walk, but don't obey commands. That is troublesome when wandering through neighborhoods with cars and people whizzing by. I put Layla down in the grocery store this afternoon and she took off like a wind up toy. As I raced to catch up with her she was almost squished by two separate carts. The grocery store patrons laughed because I said, "stop!" and Layla was screaming "STOP!" and repeatedly making the motion for the sign language of the word, "stop"... as she was running at warp speed.
I learned she knows what the word stop means, can speak it and sign it, but refuses to do it. The answer I've heard of is "time and consistency of parenting". Well, guess what? Kendra and I have all the time in the world so we'll keep on keepin' on.
Easton and Layla are always ready to sit quietly in our lap as we read their books. I am grateful for these times because they are calm and I can get a picture or two in without the blurring effect from their motion.
Easton is the ultimate cuddle bug. He takes his thumb out of his mouth long enough to comment on the pages of the book which interest him. He even curls his cup in close with his arms. That's my boy...
The make-shift Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is already starting to deteriorate as they slowly destroy it. The sign ripped off and the structural integrity is in question due to the twins rough-housing while inside. As long as the music is playing, we'll keep on dancing!
We entered the stage most experienced parents are calling, "the picky eater" stage. I didn't realize this, but at some point in a toddler's life (now for us) they become picky about what they will and won't eat. They cheered and made "yummy" noises yesterday, but today they dump it out on the high chair tray. So Kendra is caught in this guessing game of what to cook for each meal.
The twins are not old enough (i don't think?) to "go hungry" and skip a meal. But they are old enough to understand "if you eat xyz meal, then you get cake". So they give a meager attempt to choke down the main course knowing dessert is on the way.
It's not a huge issue, but it does cause extra stress on Kendra and she gets frustrated trying to guess an option Easton and Layla both will eat. I hope this stage passes soon... please...
Other than picky eaters, the twins are healthy and growing wonderfully. Easton is making huge advances in organizational skills. He removes 7 or 8 blue balls from the kiddie pool of plastic balls. Then he lines them up neatly. Layla sings all day long and appears to be picking up harmony and melody tones. She loves music and her piano so we'll keep playing the songs and helping her develop whatever area she wants to pursue.
Now, if we can just get figure out how to get her through the weaning stages for the pacifier???
Kendra and I should seriously start trying to figure out how to make it through that maze of emotions and processes. I'm convinced there is a right way and wrong way to kiss the pacifier bye-bye for good... The only advice I've heard is to throw them all away and go cold turkey. Maybe it is that simple.
As always, I'm very open to ideas and discussions so feel free to help me out with comments or emails.
See you soon!
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Remember that $120 kitchen we bought for the twins? Apparently the coolest thing about the kitchen is the box it came in. Kendra is very resourceful and creative. She cut out a window, wrote "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse" on it the leftover piece, and taped it to the front of the box. Then she cutout the shape of a door in the back and magically the corrugated material transforms into a playhouse.
Just like that we have the most expensive box in the world. We paid $120 to empty out the contents (the kitchen) and create the magical world of disney right in our living room. Go team Webb! They still occasionally play with the kitchen, but it will be a sad day in our house when the cardboard goes in the trash.
By watching parents interact with their kids through the course of my life I developed a sense of what to expect. Not because I assumed everything in my experience would be identical to others, but I noticed some patterns of commonality. One of the incorrect expectations is how "cuddly" babies and toddlers would be. I thought our twins would spend several minutes at a time just sitting in comfort with my arms wrapped around them. However, Easton and Layla have been completely uninterested in cuddling with us for any length of time during the day. We play and swing and hug and everything else related to interaction, but it is a rare situation where either of them wants to just kick back and rest in my arms. They both seem to be more interested in whatever the other sibling is doing so they go! Go! GO! together.
Based on recent observations it appears the tide is turning.
There was no boo-boo or problem causing Layla to rest against Kendra like this, but the length of time was enough for me to grab the camera and take a picture! I'm looking forward to getting in on those cuddle times as they occur more frequently. :)
Kendra turned Easton into a superhero by adding a blanket as a cape and a sippy cup full of Superfood.
we aren't sure what to name our little superhero, but it can't involve the thumb sucking. Otherwise the name will follow him through life with a negative connotation. No need to introduce a complex... Kendra is using one of her hair scrunchies to hold the cape on, but every superhero is really held together with bobby pins from the women in their life. Didn't you see The Incredibles?
There are so many concepts which are impossible to explain to a 20 month old toddler. Earphones and digital music players are one such example. Kendra gave each of them one earphone with an explanation of how to put it in their ear.
It was like showing fire to a caveman. They were astonished to find music comes through the earphones. Easton put it in his ear, then out, then in, then out (repeat 20X). Layla was less interested in figuring out the functionality. She just wanted to dance her little feet off and sing along.
Last night was "date night" for Kendra and I. We went with three of our good friends to see Phil Wickham in concert.
Other than the failed attempt to subdue my Szechuan beef breath resulting from our chinese dinner together, it was a great success. The concert was amazing. The most stressful part of the evening was leaving the twins with our first official baby sitter. This is Casey and Kendra, who is reacting as "the happy mom returning home to find everyone well".
I was not nervous about her, but rather the entire concept of leaving our babies, I mean, toddlers with one person. I'm almost 3 times as old as her and I KNOW how difficult taking care of twins can be. She is extremely capable and I am very relieved at how well she did. When I was her age I was barely smart enough to keep my shoes tied and nose free of boogers in public. She, on the other hand, made the task of caring for twin toddlers look like a piece of cake. I wasn't a nervous wreck during the evening, but there's just something about leaving kids with a baby sitter for the first time.
Other people and couples like David and Tam have watched Easton and Layla for an evening, but that's a no-brainer considering how well-adjusted they are and familiar with Easton and Layla as individuals through other gatherings.
Needless to say, Casey did an excellent job and I will gladly invite her back to our house. She'll be number 1 on our list of baby sitters.
Time to get ready for the work week kicking off tomorrow morning! See you again soon.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tonight for dessert we broke out the lollipops and butterscotch was a big hit!
They are the cutest twins in the world. After kindly sharing a few licks with me, I had the same look on my face as they do. It is good practice for loving the simple things in life.
Kendra and I believe it is never too early to start teaching and training. It took 14 months of showing the twins how to sign the word "more" before they got it, but once they did our lives as parents were much easier. I'm not sure there is much argument against teaching babies and toddlers how to read, sign, count, and sing. What else are they going to do with their time... stare at the walls? Don't know where that came from, just felt defensive for some reason. :)
We invited our friend's children, Ben and Trinity (who are also twins) over for dinner and they were chaperoned by Anita, who is watching them while the parents go on a cruise. Kendra cooked up homemade spaghetti and we hung out for the evening. Anita gladly read a book with Layla before bedtime. Layla's request was to read "Potty time with Elmo".
As I said earlier, "it's never too early!" Potty training is just around the corner for us at the Webb house. I couldn't be more proud of Kendra for growing Easton and Layla into wonderful toddlers.
Today is a big day of change for me as I transition from using the word "babies" and start calling our twins "toddlers". I've been calling them babies since they were the size of tadpoles in Kendra's belly (27 months ago) so this is a monumental shift in mindset for me. The thought of them NOT being babies is a little sad. We don't have any plans for more kids so we only get to experience the baby stage once. Knowing this as the plan from the beginning has allowed us to completely cherish every second of their life stage. Although I'm sure I will look back and wish I had spent more time with them. All fathers probably feel that way.
As I close out this section of sentimental thoughts, here's my Way Back Whensday photo. This is in my top 5 favorite pictures from their first year of life. What can be better than babies in sleep sacks hanging on to daddy and showing a bit of their blossoming personality through facial expressions (even back then).
I remember the day when I could put them down in one spot and come back 5 minutes later to find them in the same spot! Now they are like wind up toys now. When I put one of them down, their feet are running in mid-air just waiting to touch the ground so they can take off running.
Easton is excited about all things related to transportation: Airplanes, cars, boats, and trains. He even points out the space shuttle in one of the many books he favors! He loves playing with his Thomas the Train toy. Easton is finally strong enough to push down the conductor's head, which acuates the wheels to propel it across the floor. Hours of fun for him.
Here's one word of caution to prepare anyone having a child or a laugh with those who already have children: Kids pee at bath time.
You're options are: 1) strip off their diaper and plop them in the water, which results in peeing in the tub. 2) strip off their diaper and stand them next to the tub while you fill it with water, which results in peeing on tub and floor.
There may be an option 3: stand them next to tub in their diaper and toss some warm water on their backs hoping they will pee in the diaper. Yes, it does work! They pee in the diaper" The bad news is... Once they are placed in the tub they pee again. :( None of the options are appealing so take your pick.
See you soon!
Monday, October 19, 2009
Today's blog will contain topics in alphabetical order starting in the middle. Occasionally Layla will burst into song with the "Jesus ABC song" (thanks GG and Oma for introducing it to us) and start somewhere in the middle, so this post is dedicated to you, miss ABC singer.
O is for Octopus - Layla knows the entire alphabet and counts up to 20. She knows many words beyond any 20 month old I've met including Seahorse and Octopus. Seriously, how many kids under 2 years old do you know who understand, recognize, and can say, "seahorse"? Here's one of the reason's she is so well versed in the ABCs: The letter puzzle...
She is constantly learning, soaking in everything around her and repeating verbatim every word uttered in her presence. This includes Kendra's regular emphatic "Oh my goodness!"
P is for P90X - I'm officially done with the P90X fitness program. My goal was to gain weight. Unfortunately, I lost weight. and I mean a lot of weight. I now weigh LESS than when I graduated high school 13 years ago. I hadn't weighed myself since starting the P90X program until today. Here are my key learnings:
1. You can do anything for 90 days if you commit to it 100%. I am proud of myself for completing it even though the results weren't what I expected.
2. Hind sight is 20/20. From what I can tell, my inability to gain weight turned into a weight LOSS because of three failures on my part:
- dumbbells weren't heavy enough. I did a ton of reps with too light of weight.
- I didn't eat the quantity necessary to sustain and build. I ate TOO healthy and not enough quantity.
- Too much other activity added on top of P90X. I ran and went for walks occasionally, rode my mountain bike for 2 hours weekly, 6 hours of martial arts training weekly, and chasing twins around during non-work hours.
3. I am more flexible than ever and my core is stronger than ever. I attribute my lack of back pain to increased flexibility and core strength. It was like a magic pill... my back problems disappeared completely.
4. As with many things in life, adventures don't always turn out like we plan or expect, but you never know until you try. What did I have to lose? (besides 15 lbs. of muscle)
5. It doesn't matter why we are where we are. The catalyst and purpose of why I did P90X is immaterial. It only matters what we learn from situations and how to make the most of it.
In summary, a better plan would have been to eat cheesecake, watch TV, and do P90X as my only activity besides couch sitting. I'm not back on MY routine including weight lifting in the gym. I'm excited to see what I can do in the next 90 days.
Q is for quasi - Easton still loves to play on the slide and in the plastic pool of balls. He recently discovered a love for "diving" into the pool and I call this the QUASI belly flop:
R is for Rebellious - Layla is learning obedience through a different path than Easton. At times she does the limp noodle trick and whales as if she's being flogged with a cat of nine tails. Kendra went with her friend April to the park and when it was time to go Layla wanted to continue playing. Easton happily responded to Kendra's "go to the car" command. However, Layla had to be forcefully removed from the slide along with her puppy backpack.
You can mask it as "strong willed child" if you want, but I prefer to call it what it is... rebellious.
S is for slide - You can see by the next picture why it was so difficult to leave. Looks like all three of them are having a blast on slide!
T is for terrible - Last night Kendra played soccer, which meant daddy daycare duty was in full effect. I bathed the twins and prepared to stuff them into their pajamas. This time of night is frantic because Easton and Layla both run around the house screaming, "I'm naked! I'm naked!" There wasn't much time to locate pajamas and I didn't know Easton's were in the clothes dryer. Since I couldn't find a single set of his I begrudgingly grabbed a spare set from Layla's drawer. I feel terrible for making Easton sleep in hearts... just terrible.
I know there are worse things in life than a father putting babies shoes on backwards or dressing a boy in hearts. I just find it humorous to point out the funny things about being a parent that others are willing to expose.
Good night, see you soon!
Saturday, October 17, 2009
We spent Friday night doing a kitchen remodel in our house. You know... The usual stuff: Granite counter tops, crown molding, stainless appliances. I think it turned out really well!
What do you think? Not bad craftsmanship for just my power drill and a box of prefabricated plastic pieces! I'm thinking of going into business as an independent contractor and making a name for myself as a kitchen remodeler. Check out this happy customer!
Easton is commenting on the quality of granite used as the counter tops and how level the cabinetry is.
Layla can't get over how smoothly the new faucet operates. Yep, we aim to please here in the Webb household and if something is worth doing, then it's worth doing right!
The 4 Webbs experienced much enlightenment over the past few days. For example, I couldn't figure out why one particular chair on our back porch had bird dookie all over it. The chair sits directly below our big outdoor thermometer, which appears to be a new loitering spot for a local bird.
The only reason that silly bird is still alive is because I didn't purchase the silencer for my Glock 9mm pistol. Lucky break for him.
Also, Layla has a propensity to put shoes on the wrong feet... Even Kendra's running shoes! Layla is OVER 20 months old and STILL puts her shoes on the wrong feet (sigh). I can't figure out where she gets that from.
Oh, wait. In reviewing pictures from last weekend, I notice her shoes are on the wrong feet!
And upon further review it was determined that Daddy dressed Layla for the pumpkin outing. What is the world coming too? I hope they don't call CPS on me for such negligence.
I also discovered that if you put a camera in front of Easton while taking a picture of Layla, he will grab the camera even though his hands are wet. That big smudge across the top left of the picture is Easton's finger.
Cameras and water don't mix well together, but luckily it dried out with no damage. On the plus side, the lens is really clean now.
See you soon!
Friday, October 16, 2009
Layla on the other hand has earned another nickname based her wake-up activities. I call her Tigger (from the Winnie the Pooh adventures) because each morning she holds the railing of her crib with both hands and bounces vigorously up and down on her mattress. Not once or twice, but continually until I take her out of the crib. We should probably get her a mini-trampoline because, just like Tigger, she LOVES to bounce.
The most difficult part of my morning is leaving for work. They are all fired up from the trains and the prospect of eating breakfast. I wish I could stay around for the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse show and watching as they dump cereal and milk all over the high chairs. Just look how cute they are!
There they sit in the "nook" between mommy and daddy's pillows smiling, hanging out in their pajamas and occasionally smothering me with hugs. The twins are starting to pose more when I ask them to stop and smile. Many pictures are during meals when they are in high chairs or bath time because it is the only scenario during the day when both of them are a captive audience. The rest of the time they wonder around the house independently.
The next big purchase for the twins is a play kitchen set. When Kendra takes them to visit friends who have kids, they love to play with the friend's kitchen. We are having a tough time finding anything useful on Craigslist and these things are outrageously expensive in the retail stores. yikes! Besides, I'm hoping they can start cooking their own meals in the real kitchen within the next few months... All I need to figure out is how to teach knife safety. OK, on second thought maybe that is a few YEARS away. I barely trust them with a spork right now.
One of the things I discovered about the iPhone is that without a flash and a decent quality of picture, posting a photo from my iphone to the blog is a little disappointing. Now I know why all of those pictures of UFOs and Big Foot are so blurry!
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
This is our sweet daughter, Layla, climbing all over the couch as she does every day.
Layla has two (yes, only two) dolls. They are both equally creepy to me and neither of them have a shred of clothing left because Layla is a little... um... rough on the dolls. She wouldn't win a mother-of-the-month awards because she carelessly smashes the doll on the ground and runs it over with the dump truck. Anyway, I asked Layla, "What is the name of your dolly?" She was speechless, which usually only happens once per day during her nap. So after staring at the dolly for a bit she realized the dolly had no name.
Being a logical, analytical engineer I wanted to choose a name that would foster pronunciation of her own name. The only name that came to mind was, "Lily". So I told her the name of her dolly is Lily and ever since then she calls her car-bound dolly, Lily.
Today I came home and found Layla doing this:
Smiling so happily and pushing her dolly stroller. I asked her the name of the indoor dolly and she said, "Baby Grace!" I don't know why the dolly is named Grace. Possibly because the dolly must have a lot of grace to forgive Layla for falling out of the stroller continually? Guess I'll have to ask Kendra, but I thought it was funny to see Layla pushing Grace.
Just an FYI: Her favorite book is the Mickey Mouse clubhouse "matching" book and she asks for it by name. Easton is consumed with his love affair for all things related to planes and trains. I read the train book and the airplane book at least 5 times per day for the past week. Here's Easton
with his favorite book about airplanes.
The next picture is from the pumpkin adventure and I've been saving it because some explanation is required:
Imagine this: The 4 Webbs are walking through a farm with animals, people, and pumpkins up to our eyeballs. In such a stimulating environment Easton stops in his tracks and looks skyward. Any guess why? He heard an airplane. That is why his hand is placed up to his ear. He announces the fly over and sounds like Tattoo from Fantasy Island by repeatedly saying, "Airplane! Airplane! I hear it!" until everyone notices and acknowledges the airplanes existence. That boy has excellent hearing and eye sight. I'm certain because he is always the first to hear the faint rumble of the jet as the distant airplane approaches. I get a kick out of his consistency of locating airplanes.
He also is practicing for the role of "Wilson" (The neighbor on Home Improvement):
WFMW (Works For Me Wednesday)
This morning I was awakened just before 5:00 AM and had the following conversation with Kendra:
K: You need to go to Lowe's
B: OK, what for?
K: The light bulbs in our ceiling fan need to be changed.
B: OK, now what?
K: Replace the light bulbs! I think you can reach if you just stand up on the bed
B: OK, the light bulbs are changed. Is that better?
K: Yes... (snoring and heavy breathing)
You see, Kendra was ASLEEP the ENTIRE time and apparently dreamed about the light bulbs needing to be replaced in our ceiling fan. It was pitch black in our room, totally silent, and I had the wherewithal to play along with Kendra during this lovely conversation. It was a gut reaction because if I woke her up to tell her she was dreaming, she would have stayed awake for an hour tossing and turning as she apologized for waking me up.
I laid there wide awake sounding like Bevis and Butthead as I tried not to laugh. I got an early start to my day and that was beneficial, but I'd much rather wake up to the air horns of the local train rumbling by than to "pretend" to go to Lowe's for light bulbs.
The moral of the story is: Unless there is a moral dilemma, just go along with your spouse when they talk in their sleep! That's what works for me this Wednesday.
Random fact --> I kept count in my head yesterday to identify the most frequently used words during my time with the twins: "Share" and "no". You would think two 20 month old babies understand the concept of sharing by now considering they've shared everything from a womb to a room since they were conceived. Unfortunately that isn't the case and it's a daily effort to reinforce the concept of sharing. I have to keep in mind it took us 10 months of demonstrating the sign language for "more" before they started doing it themselves, but eventually they did get it.
This is what happens when you give protective head gear to a curious little girl:
She puts it on her head! And this is what happens when you give a pair of heavy bag gloves to a curious little boy and girl:
They hit the heavy bag! Wonder where they learn this stuff from?
Makes me think of that cheesy anti-drug commercial from the 80's where the kid angrily shouts at his dad, "I learned it by watching YOU!"
I'm heading to bed now so add us to your list of prayers. Pray that I remember to pro-actively change the light bulbs so I can get a full night's rest.
I hope Grace the dolly makes it through one more day of thrashing from Layla. I hope Easton hears and sees a multitude of airplanes and trains tomorrow. And I hope you have a wonderful day.
Bye bye, see you soon!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
The weekend is waning and we are already reminiscing about the time together since I'm heading back to work tomorrow. I'm very happy to have a job, but also wish God would have allowed for a Mom and Dad team at home instead of the whole "toil by the sweat of your brow" thing.
Here's a self-aware tangent for you: I've never bothered to explain my job on the blog because it is neither interesting to anyone outside of the computer world nor exciting enough to have a reality TV show about it. The short answer is that I work in the world of Information Technology for one of the largest (and well ran) enterprise software solutions in the world. The "service" I manage process about 3 Billion transactions per day and all I have to do is make sure every one of them is successful. Piece of cake...
I've often joked that I should tell people I am a clown who makes balloons animals for birthday parties. This job is ten times more interesting and relatable by the rest of the world than what I really do.
On to the stars of show: Easton and Layla! One of the odd feelings when going somewhere to "playtime" with twins (or any baby under 2 years old) is that most play areas and gatherings are designed for the over-three-years-old kids. For example, the Ostrich Festival is gloriously entertaining for kids and adults alike, but there isn't a single thing interesting for a kid under 2 years old. We spend our time at these events looking forward to the days when Easton and Layla have good enough balance and intelligence to go bonkers playing with other kids in these environments.
That being said, Kendra did the research and found "Mother Nature's Pumpkin Patch" close by. Our 20-month-old babies were very welcomed and I think you'll get our money's worth. Sort of... These two pumpkins cost $10 each!
Our total cost for two babies, two adults, and 4 Webbs on the hay ride was $20. You can probably tell by looking at the pumpkins we are praying desperately for the twins to divinely inherit artistic skills better than ours. Easton and Layla participated in decorating their pumpkin, but the truth is, Mom and Dad assisted heavily. I have no idea why I put a large letter "T" and an orange square on the pumpkin.
Along with the cost of the pumpkins we also participated in a hay ride.
Poor Easton was NOT happy about the bumpy beginning to the ride, but after a couple of minutes he calmed down and enjoyed the ride along with the rest of the Webbs. Note the apple fruit leather in his hand because that shows up again... much later.
We also threw the babies into an inflatable room and they loved bouncing around.
The twins played so well with the other older kids bee-bopping around inside. Things were getting crazy in the bounce house as they started playing Twister.
Just kidding, they happened to be getting up at the same time from being bounced off their feet. Here is Easton doing his best to stay upright:
And Layla doing her dance while hopping around.
You would never guess, but her energy level didn't drop one bit from the time we showed up all the way until the time we were picking hay out of their shoes at home.
The pumpkin patch also has a kid-sized maze made of bales stacked 2-high. Just the right height to make it interesting for the kids, but allow us parents not to get lost. Very creative and fun, but be sure to have your kids wear long sleeved shirts because Layla's arms were really scratched up from her running (and I mean running) into hay bales.
We wondered through the pumpkin patch and I wanted so badly to tell Easton, "Pick up the ORANGE one! NO not that one, the ORANGE one!", but that would be cruel.
Kendra and Layla played hop-scotch through the pile of pumpkins.
Finally we let them choose a pumpkin they could carry and sat down at the picnic tables for decorating time. There were boxes full of stickers and we went hog-wild tearing off the backing and letting the twins paste the stickers on their pumpkin.
I couldn't resist the completely manufactured photo opportunity. Here we are: The sheep, the horse, the cow, and the pig.
On our way out, we took note of the pumpkin contest and Layla made herself at home next to the 4th place winner weighing in at 167 lbs.
First prize went to a pumpkin weighing 358 lbs.! Can you imagine the pie you could make with that kind of size?
Remember the apple fruit leather snack Easton was chewing on during the hay ride? Here he is in the car seat as we loaded up to go home and it is still only half-eaten!
He gnawed on it endlessly savoring every tasty bit, while Layla practically inhaled it before we even finished the hay ride. Two babies, two personalities... We just let them be who they want to be!
Bath time is becoming even more fun since Layla started "helping out" to wash and rinse Easton.
Easton isn't nearly as excited about it as Layla, but we're working on the wash and rinse skills every night.
Have a great week and we'll see you again soon!