Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Becoming Human

An odd dichotomy of being a parent, that I've come to understand, is the difference between knowing something will happen, and actually experiencing it happening. I've seen many children grow, I've read on the subject, I've been told what to expect by those with experience to which I can only dare to achieve. I know things like crawling, walking, talking, reasoning, playing, fighting, et al, are to be expected; they are not surprising in any way. Yet the bulk of this blog is testament to just this: my shock and amazement in the perfectly ordinary and predictable. 

In the past few weeks, we've seen a milestone; words strung together into rudimentary sentences. "I do", "I potty", and "More fruit", for example. "Wow, a 20-month old learning to speak, how shocking" part of my brain sarcasms, yet the phrases still strike like thunderbolts. Other skills that continue to be honed include eating:














Playing















And....uh.....well whatever this is.















As mentioned, yes, the concept of potty is slowly coming into focus as well, mostly with Kayla so far. Again, am I surprised that one day soon my daughters will be at least partially responsible for personal hygiene? Of course not, but still, the idea seems so alien it might as well destroy the White House. We've also seem to have made an effort to reach the Terrible 2's a bit ahead of schedule, as of late. Nothing serious so far, but definitely some boundary testing. People often ask, "How do you handle twins?", but I never have an answer because, the truth is, it's not that big of a deal. Changing two diapers instead of one isn't that much more work, feeding two girls is as easy as one, watching over them isn't inherently more difficult (so long as you can keep them relatively corralled). We have of course been incredibly fortunate to have well tempered girls, who sleep well, have taken to schedules easily, and in general are just happy to be. Like I say, no big deal; or at least it hasn't been up until now. Ask me how we do it again in a couple years, I have a feeling I may finally have some answers.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

No, We Won't Pose.

Mirror image feet?  Spontaneous...didn't notice it until I saw the picture.

Megan & Kayla


Now's not a good time, mom...Sesame Street is on and you're in the way! 

Kayla & Megan

All right, fine -- but don't expect us to smile!

Kayla & Megan

Does this look like a tough little girl or what..... love the thumbs in her pocket!  Rocking her baby-Jayhawk tank...

 Mighty Megan

 But she's not really so tough...she's a sweetie! Just like her sister!
Kayla & Megan

The girls have a fascination with this roll pillow we have.  They love it, even though it's almost as long as they are tall.  Maybe that's why -- they like to carry things that are bigger than they are...exercising those super-twin powers, you know!  It sure doesn't look comfortable to me, but I'm not a 20-month old, either!

Kayla

Breakfast is serious business.
Scrambled eggs, cheese, raisin bread toast and milk.
Very serious business.
Kayla



Megan
And then Megan got all artsy with her toast, standing it perfectly on end.
 Megan
   And like any good little artist -- she wouldn't eat her artwork.
 Megan's Artwork

So mommy had to throw it out.
That was sad, but it's forever preserved here.