Get out of my box!

The girls love sitting in Simba’s box. I think sometimes they crawl in and just wait for him to come in and see them in it, then start giggling. They are still pretty wobbly and usually it is Brooklyn that falls and hits her head on something, but last weekend, Brylee took a pretty bad fall and hit the corner of the box. It looks like she got in a fight... at least she won.

Wow! What happend to the last two months?

Somehow we flew by the last two months and it's already 2012. Someone asked me last week "so when is the birthday party going to be?" and I responded "who's having a birthday?" So, I guess I need to start planning for that...Christmas went well. The girls loved playing with the bows and wrapping paper... presents not so much but that will come in time. Tracy took some amazing pictures of them that I absolutely love!



Brylee still only has one tooth while Brookly is sporting 8. They are crawling on everything. Pulling on up on anything within reach and tumbling down just as fast. There isn't a day that goes by that Brooklyn doesn't have a bruise somewhere on her.

Thanksgiving 2011

Finally getting around to posting some pictures from Thanksgiving with the family!

Time Flies

I can’t believe my baby girls are 8 months old today. The last few weeks have been full of firsts.

· Both are starting to crawl. They have been rolling for quite awhile and are able to get where they want to go by rolling to their destination, but the crawling is about to take full force.
· Brylee was sitting up on her own (still a little wobbly but getting there)
· Brooklyn got her first two teeth! Brylee isn’t showing any yet but the amount of drool is ridiculous!
· Brooklyn and Brylee had their first fight. For awhile now, Brooklyn has been hogging the toys. We put all of them spread out on the floor next to the girls and when we come back five minutes later, Brooklyn has managed to grab them all and stuff them under her. Well, Brylee finally and enough. Brylee was playing with a book… Brooklyn grabbed it….and Brylee let her know that wasn’t nice.

Halloween

Halloween went well. The girls were ladybugs and actually kept their costumes on longer than expected. The pictures came out good and when Brylee actually smiles, she just lights up the room. We are working on making that happen more often.

On a separte note, a fellow MoM (Mom’s of Multiples) had this as her facebook status today…
“A mother asked me to watch her baby and 2 1/2 year-old because she couldn't fit the stroller inside the restroom. Not a problem. However, I am left wondering if I just look that trustworthy or if she just assumed there was no way that the woman with eight month old twins would be tempted to steal someone else's kids.”

I couldn’t quit laughing (Still grinning) and thought to myself, how true.

Sleeping... or lack of

The girls are finally getting on a little better schedule at night. During the day, the eat every three hours (or at least we try to feed them every three hours). Brooklyn has decided that she doesn't like to sleep, when we give her a bottle, she usually try to get her to nap afterward, so in perfect logic, if she refuses to eat, she won't have to go to sleep. Or at least that is what she thinks. So, there is usually a lot of screaming and flipping around to try to avoid eating. However, in the evenings, if they anytime after 9pm, they go to sleep for the night. They both start out in the crib but about 3:30am, the fussing starts and we move Brylee into the swing and Brooklyn into the bed. Then every hour or so "Flipper" does her thing and starts flipping around in the bed because she loses her pacifier. Once it is returned to her, she is happy and back asleep. This usually goes on till about 7:30am. So, in the gran scheme of things, I know we are pretty lucky.

So, yesterday Becky comes into the office and proceeds to announce that Liam sleeps from 7pm-7am. The best part is that she didn't just say it once. This was followed by me politely scratching my nose with my middle finger. This was followed by me thinking... I HATE her. (Not really because she is one of my best friends, but at the time, I definitely hated her.)

She proceeded to reiterate her perfect baby's great sleeping habits at Bunco last night, where again I had to scratch my nose as well as did Dusty, but, I was happy for her... really.

Then, this morning, I get this email from Becky...

In other news, I have to say that karma is a bitch. After 4 days of 12 hours of awesome sleep, little man woke up at 4:45 am with a poopy diaper that had exploded out the side, through his jammies and onto his sheet. He then proceeded to scream until 7am when I loaded him in the car and took him to grandmas…then he fell asleep. Never, ever will I mention how good he is sleeping again. I totally jinxed it so now it’s probably back to 4:30-5am wakeups each morning. Figures…

Love ya Becky!

Yum!

Hanging out together. Waiting on Dad to get home with a new DVD player. It's absolutely amazing how addicted they are to Baby Einstein and how miserable Mom and Dad's life is without it.




Brylee liked sweet potatoes!