Oh dear...it's official...I think I've gone to the "bad place"....Yesterday my Mom and I took the babies to the mall, shopping for fall clothing...and by the end of the visit all I could do was laugh. Their big finale was to stand on their tippy-toes (in their stroller) while singing and dancing AND hanging off of a clothing display of Strawberry Shortcake clothing...All I could do was laugh like a crazy person and get them back into their seats. I had left them for 15 seconds tops..to find some onesies for them.. I couldn't stop laughing to myself...My mother just kept looking at me, like I needed medication or something. I like to think that God's first gift to me was in fact the boys..and then as a second (parting) gift...he's officially sent me over the edge (or to the "bad place") so my nerves are kept intact. It's not really like we're safe here at home though either....The babies enjoy moving my furniture around...literally. They found a way to get out the back kitchen door two weeks ago...Alexander lays on the ground and Evan stood on his back to open the door. We're making progress though. Last week I accidently left the kitchen door unlocked and they found that stretching themselves up high enough would help them to reach the knob and open the door. And this past week the door was locked...so....they figured out the deadbolt...and again escaped! Did I mention they walk? All over. In different directions....I think it is better that they sometimes split up though...it scatteres their forces and power. Instead of napping last week...Alexander found that peeling his ducky boarder off the nursery room wall was relaxing. And someone has gnawed a good side strip of varnish off the crib. Alexander "falls in love" with every girl he sees...he bats his eyes, wears a goofy smile on his face and flirts...if they respond he blushes, turning bright red and gets very flustered. By 11 am yesterday he had fallen in love 4 times...and we only left the house at 9:30 am! Evan is more serious..when we're out..but at home he's the one who always makes his brother (and the rest of us) laugh...with a funny face, a new dance, or game he makes up. I still can't believe how lucky I am to have these boys..and my only wish would have been if Christopher could have stayed with us. THAT would have been something to see! The babies had a doctor's visit yesterday and he couldn't believe how big they grew, how well they filled out, and how advanced they are. They are considered to be 14 months old...and they walk really well. He said most babies don't walk until 16-18 mos. The babies like to eat every 2 hours..like when they first came home. And I don't mean cookies etc..They are given food....The other day Grandma Barby brought them Arbey's..and Alexander ate 3/4 for a large sandwich (bun included) by himself. In addition to fruit and milk! Evan is 23lbs one ounce, 31 1/2 inches and Alexander is 23 lbs. ,13ounces and 31 3/4 inches. Not bad for 2 pounders! When they finally stop moving, they love their books...especially Alexander. He loves to bring me a book to read to him...or he'll read a book to Evan who helps by turning the pages. Lots of time (when it gets quiet) I'll check on them and find them reading their books in their nursery. I hope everyone is well. Summer came and went too quickly. Lots of love to everyone. xo xo xo
