Sushi and Lowe's

Greetings friends and family,

Sometime in the past few weeks we made the leap towards more individual time with Easton and Layla. Until recently they were always (and I mean always) treated as a package deal when one of us considered going somewhere. We rarely, if ever, took only one of the twins out of the house. The change may have something to do with Oma adding in a “third man” to the defensive rotation, which gives us a little more freedom. Kendra took Layla to the library alone for story time and perusing of the books.

When my turn for one-on-one time with Easton came around we went out for his first sushi! This is a picture of a live scallop. No, he didn't eat it...


Easton poked around on it to explore the hard jagged-edged creature. Then the sushi chef cracked it open and carefully packaged it on my plate displaying the delicacy of unmatched quality. Doesn't get any fresher than that! Yummy.


Easton ate chicken teriyaki, imitation crab meat, cooked shrimp, and sweet egg omelet. Not exactly daring and adventurous, but he did great for his first time at a sushi restaurant. He was well mannered and fairly clean considering I forgot his bib in the car. The most exciting part of the sushi experience for him was staring at the Nemo fish in the display aquarium. I couldn’t resist chanting, “shark bait oo haha! Shark bait oo haha!”

My trip to Lowe’s this afternoon proved they have something for everyone. Layla galloped towards the key duplication machine narrowly focused on following the Lowe’s assistant. Then we passed an end cap display with pink crates donning Disney princesses.


She screeched to a halt as if her legs were equipped with ABS. She shifted her gaze towards me, speechless. I could tell she was doing her best to figure out what words she could say which would result in her holding a princess crate. I squatted down next to her to help her along saying, “just say please and ask nicely.” The light went on and she quickly blurted out a shortened form of the word, “please” followed by a huge smile and a face full of anticipation. She could barely get her arms stretched wide enough to hold it, but she carried that thing across Lowe’s and out to the car.

As often as possible over the weekend I spent time with the twins to give Kendra and Oma breaks as well as mother daughter time together. On Sunday I towed them in the Chariot to the neighborhood park for an early morning energy burn while the temperature was still relatively cool. They swung around like monkeys as usual.


Easton is beginning to find his “inner leader” by blazing his own trails around the park instead of following Layla everywhere. He told me to come up the steps and follow him across the bridge because the dragon is coming.


One night last week as the twins were in bed Oma volunteered to tell them a bed-time story involving princesses and Prince Charming. Ever since then Easton and Layla constantly ask for stories. Their imaginations are coming alive at an explosive rate. They pretend and make up stories, but also listen intently to anyone willing to share.

I’m still in denial of Oma’s impending departure on Wednesday. I’ve done everything possible to bribe her into staying longer including offering cold hard cash. No such luck though… She understandably misses Opa and there’s nothing the 4 Webbs can offer to compete with that. I’m not overly distraught because we will visit them in Cali next month as we escape the heat and take advantage of my flexible work situation.

Oma went to church with us on Sunday and as you can see she had her hands full. There was so much going on around them it was difficult to grasp their attention at the same time, but it still turned out well in my opinion.


We'll make the most of Oma's last two days here with us and hopefully catch some of it in photos along the way.

See you soon!