Denial

Yesterday was the local twin group's yard sale. I got great deals on clothes for the babies. 8 pairs of fluffy, fleecy pjs at $1 pair. (Still soft but washed enough that most of the flame retardant is washed away, I hope.) 7 pairs of pants and 13 shirts at $.50 each. All the same brand, all compatible so that they should match even on days they pick out their clothes. Awesome! Until I get home and realize that they don't fit my babies. My little tiny babies. Who no longer fit in 2T but need 3T. How can that be? They are such babies!!

Anyone have some extra 3T pjs to sell?

Motley Crue

The Night Life

Our evenings end pretty early around here since we are up and down all night long with the kids. All of a sudden though Logan has activities that keep me out well past my bedtime. He's only in 3rd grade! Yikes! What will it be like in middle school? His basketball tryout assessment goes until 9pm. He is typically in bed before 8 and asleep by 9. I guess his tryout will go poorly, they'll expect very little from him and he'll only look good by the end of the season? Who knows................ Yawn...

First Day Jitters- NOT!

Finley and Meryl attended their first day of "school" today. An hour and half drop off program at park and rec. The only problem was around how to get there. Both girls knew they wouldn't take the bus, but that Mommy would drop them off. But Meryl thought she would still take her scooter, since the older kids scooter to the bus stop. Once we got that confusion cleared up it all went smoothly. They had a blast at "school." Phew.......

Please, let this be a sign of things to come.....

Logan came home with his first spelling test. He got 19 out of 20 correct. I'm thrilled. (grand. He spelt it grant which might have something to do with his teacher's accent? Maybe? Looking for excuses.) He is ticked that he got one letter wrong. I just hope he can keep up the enthusiasm. He comes home from school and breaks down crying most days. I think just from being tired. Then he doesn't complain but dives into the homework. He is even doing the 25 minutes of reading without complaint and actually read a few paragraphs of Inkheart to himself while waiting for me to come read to him.

Today I had no clue what we were supposed to do with the math stuff. Not a glimmer of an idea. For example- Michelle's game piece was on 58. She used these cards to capture a chip. (+2) (+30) (+2) Write out your equation. Logan says they haven't played any games trying to capture chips.

School is exhausting and I don't even go.

One step forward, two steps back!

This is what I get for trying to use the bathroom alone. 30 seconds can be a long time!

They make messes faster than I can clean them up. I'm not sure if they are out of control, just two years old, or if it is because there are two of them. Everything feels like a challenge.

Take story hour. We leave with plenty of time to spare. Fight one kid into a car seat while hoping the other stays in the yard and doesn't head out into the street. Get to the library. They can't hurt each other in the car because they are in different rows. Hey- I'm not totally stupid! Get into a parking spot. Unstrap two kids but (attempt to) keep them in car until I have the book bag (with diapers) ready. Open door, if they haven't already. Hold hands. Try to hold hands. Carry the cooperative one while chasing the other. Whew. At the sidewalk. Get them going in the right direction. Flowers are for our eyes and nose, not our hands. Don't touch. Don't pick. Just smell and look. Don't touch the frickin' flower!!!!! Leave the dog poop alone. Yes it is very interesting. Yes, he did eat red string but we still aren't going to touch it. Dog poop is for our eyes and nose only. Not for touching. Don't pick it up. Don't touch the damn poop!!!! When these girls finally learn to talk they'll be able to put any sailor to shame.

At the library door. Another hurdle crossed. Now to get through the adult section and into the children's area. Now to get both girls into the story hour room at the same time! Quick close the door and get the show on the road. And that is just 20 minutes of the morning. The rest of the day is just as dull and frustrating.