Jacob and Friends

Today was our first day with baby Jacob. And aside from thinking I was totally crazy to decide to do watch him this morning (the baby gets here at 6:30am) the day has turned out quite well. (I am quite tired and can't wait till Peter gets home so I can take my much deserved nap).

I have had to protect the baby to a certain extent, but overall, I think he'll leave in one piece. Kayla is such a "mommy". She has tried to feed the baby with her doll's bottle, shoved her cup in the baby's mouth, tried to pick him up a few times, and given him many hugs and kisses. Matt is kinda the opposite. This morning when /I said the baby had to go to sleep- Matt ran over to the door like the baby was going to sleep at his own house. He also tried to push the baby off my lap, and when the baby fussed, Matt said "no, no!". He's clearly not a fan of sharing mom. I also have to keep pulling them out of the baby toys (swing, bouncy chair, and exasaucer). I'm sure we'll all adapt to the new little guy that will be here 3 days a week-- seems like we'll be having a good time together.

Well the kids are all starting to wake up-- so I gotta go.

Later

No Nap Monsters

Every once in awhile my kids decide that they're not quite ready to nap, when I'm more than ready for them to. Its been a real struggle lately being sick and having the twins- its hard to muster up enthusiasm to do anything when you're so tired you could fall over, and your head feels like a construction crew has moved inside. Today they woke up early so I tried to put them down at 10:30 (I was more than ready for a nap myself). They ended up playing in their cribs- talking, singing, and jumping- until about 11:30 when I rescued them and fed them more food and let them play a bit longer. I tried about two more times to get them to bed (in which both of the times ended with me pulling Kayla off the top of the crib bar to prevent certain falling to the ground). Finally, God answered my prayers and Mark called saying he wanted to come over. I pulled the kids out of the cribs again, fed them and we waited for MMMMMMak (as they call him). Mark, Jillian and my mom showed up (they like to bring backup), and they played while I laid on the couch. After they left the kids went to bed, and praise God- stayed there. Mom got a great nap- some of my headache went away and now we're gonna get ready for the zoo.

To visit, not to live there ;)

Two plus One = THREE!

Quickly, before rumors get spread-- I am NOT pregnant and we're not currently adopting another baby.

Actually, three days a week (from 6:30am-6pm) Jacob (a four-month old cutie) will be joining our craziness. It was so cute when Matt and Kayla met him. Kayla stood by me (while I had the baby) and put her arms out as if she was saying "Mom, let me take the baby". At one point the both laid on the ground just looking at the baby. Matt also kept touching his feet, and then looking at his own. Hopefully all will go well with this arrangement- I'm hoping to not need to protect Jacob from my kiddos.

Onto other cute stories... Kayla's toy ran out of batteries yesterday- when I told her we had to wait for Daddy to get home to fix it (I was just being kinda lazy)- she ran over to the front door and left it there- so he'd see it when he gets home (I assume). Very cute, her trust in him. When she saw it working today (it was fixed after she went to bed) she was SO happy. Yea- Kayla's daddy.

Matt is wearing his ESPN shirt today with a football, baseball, basketball and soccer ball-- He LOVES it!... So funny to see a baby so excited about a piece of clothing. He keeps coming over and pointing to his shirt "baseball" "basketball".

Well, they'll be up soon-- So I'm off to get ready for more fun. Later.

In a Minute

It is amazing what two 18-month-olds can do in one minute.

- In the time it takes me to brush my teeth, Matt can jam 3 dvd's into the VCR. The rest of the cases are in process of being emptied and scattered.
- In the time it takes me to make two bottles, Kayla can empty all of her clothes out of her dresser.


- In 60 seconds flat...
- every book we own can be on the floor
- all pantry items 3 feet and below can be spread around the house-- some can be opened and contents dumped into piles on the floor
- the rocking chair can be tipped over, and toy box emptied
- the freshly folded clothes can be tossed out and the laundry basket can be full of books videos and two babies
- Kayla can be on the table emptying the bag of cheerio's onto the floor


In one second... a smile can be flashed, and a kiss and hug given to make me forget about all of the mess :) In a second, I can remember how richly blessed I am to have two extremely intelligent (the mischief is really just a sign of genius-in-process), beautiful, loving, trouble makers :)


In other thoughts, I'm wondering if Club Crackers can sustain life... Matt's trying this new diet currently.

Play Date

Today was a busy day:) After packing up the diaper bag last night for a play date (to occur today), I was feeling like I was getting a pretty good start on the day. In theory, all I would need to do in the morning would be get myself ready, feed the kids, and dress the kids. Well, I got up okay, got the kids ready (read "We're Different, We're the Same" for the millionth time), fed them and actually looked like we might make our 10:30am play date on time when Daddy called to say we needed to stop by his office "on the way" to Anna's (its only about a 20min out of the way round trip).

Regardless, we got to Anna's and within 5 seconds I lost Matt. Yes, I lost my son. I put him on the ground, and he disappeared. I'm running around like a lunatic checking the street, the back yard-- everywhere... but no matt. After about 3 minutes which felt like an eternity, I ran up to Anna's house to see if she had taken Matt inside (I was nearing the hysterics at this point)-- she simply said "Nicole, he's in the car". Jeez, did I feel dumb. Matt had run around the car and gotten in through Kayla's sliding door. The whole time I was looking for him, he was playing with the steering wheel. Stinker :)

So, I carried both the kids inside (to be sure not to lose either one), and we started playing. Caleb and Charity (Caleb's mom) were also over, so we had a full house. The whole morning was pretty much spent refereeing the toys and trying to be fair-- the moms did get some time to chat. It’s difficult to have a play group when everyone MUST have the one desired toy, but it all worked out pretty good. No major injuries occurred, and only a few pacifiers and sippy cups were shared (kids share the things they're not supposed to with ease).

The way home was fun... the kids have decided they don't transfer sleeping anymore (which means if they fall asleep in the car- they will not stay asleep or go back to sleep at home) so I needed to keep them up (it was already 2 1/2 hours past nap time). Kayla screamed the whole way home for her pacifier and Matt cried quite pathetically.

We made it home, they napped (and are still asleep), I napped (thank you mono). Life is fun!

I'm off to clean :)

Currently Listening To: Flying in an Airplane by Barney and Friends
Currently Reading: Brown Bear, Brown Bear
(that's what you're supposed to do right?)

Well, this is a first shot at the blogger thing. Not really sure if I'm the blog writing type-- I've never been a big journal writer, and its not like I have a lot of excess time... but apparently my husband thinks I should try this... so here we go. (My theory- he just wants to have a good laugh)

Hum... haven't really done much today-- not a whole lot of deep thoughts either. Most of today has been full of repetition... not a whole lot new (which isn't always bad).

I guess my "big thought of the day" is about considering taping my voice... I'm thinking that if I can catch my kids immediately as they're about to get into something, it may be more effective... also might help me feel like I'm not always saying the same thing over and over. "Attention Kayla, no it is still not okay to climb on the table... and while you're up on the table- please leave the hanging picture alone." "Matthew stay away from the DVD’s. Stay away from the video's. Stop pulling Kayla’s hair" During bath time, while adjusting the water, a simple "don't touch the toilet paper" on rerun may work wonders. (Would have helped spare half the roll today- because while I was trying to keep Kayla out of the water while fully dressed, Matt ran with the toilet paper into the hall and kept pulling). Who am I kidding; this probably wouldn't help-- I almost need scary music (perhaps a vacuum sound coming from the table and toilet paper) to deter the kiddo's.

I'm sure that once this stage is over, I'll look back with love and say, "I remember when..." and I'm sure there will be a hint of longing that my future Webber's will do the same. Well, no joke-- Kayla’s on the table again, and look, there’s Matt with all the video’s… gotta go

Life is sweet.