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Monthly Archives: March 2013

 

 

On Saturday mornings, Nick and I usually sleep late, take our time waking up, and enjoy leisurely breakfasts in bed.

Ok, that’s a lie. Our Saturday mornings look like this:

IMG_3786As much fun as this is, last weekend we were both ready to get. outta. the. damn. house.

We joked about how funny it would be if we threw caution to the wind and went out for brunch with the girls in tow. I’m not sure who gave the other the “I’m kidding–wait–am I kidding? Are you kidding? Maybe I’m not kidding” look first, but we decided to ask the girls what they thought.

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“Do we want to get out of the house? Um, does the Pope shit in the woods?”

Twenty minutes later, we were loaded into the car, babes passed out in their buckets, half in our pajamas, wild-eyed with the thought of Hot Plate’s pumpkin buckwheat waffles dancing in our heads. We took the responsible route and called ahead (i.e. from the car, like a block away) to ensure we wouldn’t have to wait in their tiny foyer, surrounded by what was sure to be rampant respiratory illness. We rushed the girls to a booth, hovering over their bodies as if we were running through a land mine popping with explosives, with the added protection of their bundle me’s over their faces. Restaurant booths always look so big…until you try to wedge 2 carseats into them. It wasn’t happening. As we tried to body slam their seats onto opposite sides of the booth, the waitress looking concerned (“no really–we’re fine–this is great–JUSTBRINGUSSOMEEFFINGPUMPKINWAFFLESKTHANKS”), a 2 year old with large, cartoon-like, green bacteria crawling all over her nose and hands leaned over from the booth behind us and started to ogle the girls and blow raspberries at them, a fine shower of saliva slowly misting down on their faces. Ok, it might have not happened exactly like that, but we both started to feel a huge wave of parent-guilt for potentially exposing the girls to godknowswhat, all in the name of pumpkin waffles (but they’re sooo good). Luckily, just in the nick of time, a larger booth opened up (out of 2 year old sneeze-range) and we jumped on it. Here we are in all of our unshowered glory, being total rebels in the Great Dirty Public.

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“We’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto… and I looooove it.”

Just to be safe, we came home and gave them both baths.

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You can look as close as you want, but none of those appendages are Nick’s goods. I promise. IMG_3606 IMG_3641Then we thought we’d just make sure our swim suits fit. I mean, summer has GOTTA be just around the corner, right?

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IMG_3604Then (because we’re rebels now), we walked down the block to visit our twin friends Naomi and Alex!

Leslie and Paul, don’t ever leave Nick in charge of more than 2 babies. Sorry, Alex.

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“Wait so let me get this straight…not all babies look like me? Just Nora?”

We knew it had been an overstimulating day when they both fell asleep…like this:

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Dreaming of…public transportation? No, Nora, No! GERMS!! Nooooo!

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Some other random pics:

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Both girls are still atrocious bottlers. This is a recent winning position. And by “winning” we don’t mean “eating.” We just mean “not screaming and karate-chopping bottles away.”

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(in this case it was indeed the chicken)

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yeah…a little too early for this

Most of you have already seen this by now (along with several members of the clergy we never intended it to reach–thanks dad–OMG). And now Grandma W is lobbying for us to post it ON THE POPE’S FACEBOOK PAGE. Out of respect for the catholic church (and in fear we might end up on Dateline), we’ll probably just keep it right here, tucked safely into our private facebook pages, and now our blog.

For the second time on the internet, we present, A Pair of Pooping Popes.

IMG_368425-year-old Nora and Bryn–here’s the back story. A new pope was elected in 2013 and he was from Argentina. On the day it was decided he was to be the new pope, you both just happened to have your Argentina onesies from Cousins Nate & Cathy on! Crazy! Mom needed an excuse to skip day 3 of Insanity on account of her hamstrings being broken, so she threw together some very ornate pope hats and got out the camera to document this day in history. You’re welcome.

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“So what you’re saying is that we’ll probably never be welcome in the catholic church, and it’s all your fault?” Sorta. Sorry Bryn.

Cheers,

Sara

 

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Snow day, bitcheeessss!! Weeeee!

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No, we didn’t make that ourselves–don’t be ridiculous. We are still in our PJs. Thanks, google images. We couldn’t have said it better.

Nick is SARS-masking it today. Booo. My school closed in the wee hours, but Nick was up typing sub plans for an hour before I spotted Eden Prairie Schools scrolling at the bottom of the screen. It’s been a hot minute (or.. a cold one?) since we’ve both had a snow day–we’ll TAKE IT!

This got us reminiscing back to this time a year ago. Let us paint you a picture…

It’s leap day. It’s snowing like a banshee. I get a wild hair and decide to pee on a stick before work. I leave it on the bathroom counter and get in the shower. Five minutes later, I’m yelling at Nick from the shower, threatening him with his life for yanking my chain with his really realistic “OMG you’re pregnant” shtick. Then, upon seeing the 2 pink lines myself, I continue to threaten Nick with his life while looking for the pink sharpie he no doubt has hidden somewhere on his person. Nope–it’s for real. I’m halfway out of the garage and my boss texts–school is closed today. Great–now I have all day to google myself into a paranoid tizzy. I head in for a blood test (let’s make this official) and 3 days later my pregnancy hormone levels have tripled (say whaaat?). Fast forward a few weeks, and Nick and I are exchanging wide-eyed glances in front of an ultrasound screen (we may not know how to read ultrasounds, but we’re fairly certain we see 2 of something in there) and wondering why the ultrasound tech is so quiet.

Twins.

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What? How? What some of you may know, and other may not, is that a few short months before, I was on a different ultrasound table–in the ER–getting the news no newly-pregnant couple wants to hear. Ectopic pregnancy. Ruptured tube. Massive internal bleeding. Emergency surgery necessary. And a few months later–a test–confirming tube irreversibly damaged by scar tissue from surgery. Nonviable. Busted plumbing. We’re really sorry.

But yep–twins. It would have taken awhile for any spontaneous pregnancy to sink in, but TWINS? Were we being punk’d?

Hard to believe this was all a year ago. Some days it feels like it was eons ago, and some days it feels like we blinked and 2 chubby babies showed up on our doorstep (ha–it was a little more complicated than that, lest we forget what happened)…

We’re pretty thankful for this snow day, and the extra few minutes it’s given us to think about that snow day 1 year ago this week. =)

We’re ALSO thankful for the extra time it gave Nick to make THIS today, as he played with iMovie:

We’re also crazy excited that Uncle Phil and Cathy are going to babysit soon! Luckily the girls were on extra cute behavior when they visited a few weeks ago, so they agreed to come back.

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They even brought the girls cool piggy banks, so they can start pinching pennies like Uncle Phil and pissing people off with their frugality as early as possible.
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Even if the Good Lord didn’t bring you a snow day today, we hope we’ve made your workday go a little faster by monopolizing your computer with Twinschitl posts.

xoxo,

Sara & Nick

 


Now if that title doesn’t just scream “cute baby,” I don’t know what does. It’s true, though–Nora is now a hefty 13lbs, having gained 11oz in the past 8 days. This is a record for our little cow, who has earned herself the new nickname Chunky Soup. Little Miss Bryn has chosen the slow and steady route, gaining a respectable 5oz this past week, weighing in at 10lbs 5oz. We’re convinced that her thick new comb-over is responsible for at least one of those ounces. Girlfriend is growin’ quite the fro the last couple of weeks! Nora probably has the same amount of hair, but it’s lusciousness is dwarfed by her massive cheeks.

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This has made bathtime a lot more fun for mom and dad.

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IMG_3499After Chunky Soup’s heavyweight status declaration on Friday, she promptly went on a hunger strike, tricking us into believing she was drinking half her bottles, but actually storing it in her cheeks like a little milky squirrel and then releasing it in an oozing milk volcano 10 minutes later. This did NOT bode well for her stats in the baby tracker app, nearly driving her data-whore mother off the edge.

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We usually have only a week between visits with the home health nurse, but since the girls are kickin so much @$$, Nurse Mike said it was time to start weaning the girls (ok–mom and dad) off the comfort of the weekly weigh-ins. So Nora now gets to taunt us with her eating shenanigans for another week before we get to survey the damage. Lil shyster.

Speaking of Nurse Mike, yeah–he’s pretty awesome. Children’s Home Care, if you’re reading this, give this man a raise!

IMG_3566Nora and Bryn especially love Nurse Mike on the weeks they DON’T have to get RSV shots. On shot weeks, they’re not very big fans, but luckily their long term memory hasn’t really developed yet, so Nurse Mike still gets free smiles every time he walks in.

The girls have also been getting visits from Mpls Public Schools occupational therapists and physical therapists, or as N&B like to call them, the ladies who bring free toys.

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Yep. I’ll take that.

The fat hairy ladies are usually pretty pooped after their workout sessions, so mom and dad trick them into sleeping in the boppies.

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OR we just pass out on the floor in a pile of toys.

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In other news, it was mom’s turn for the SARS mask last week. After 3 days back at work, the kindergarten scum infiltrated her mucous membranes, rendering her helpless and snot-rocketing out the driver’s side door at stoplights. Sexy.

IMG_3313Oh and yes–you heard that right. We got TWO kindergarten teachers up in this house! I ended up taking over for our kindergarten teacher who was going on maternity leave upon my return. We had planned a comfortable, week-long overlap to ease the transition for all, she envisioning a leisurely transfer of duties with her eyes on the baby prize, and me, envisioning ample time to grab naps in the staff bathroom my first week back. But wouldn’t you know–after ONE DAY together, she went into labor and threw me to the 5-year-old wolves–alone, scared, and tired beyond what I thought was humanly possible. Amanda, if you’re reading this, I forgive you–but only because Nelena is the 3rd cutest baby on the planet. You’re welcome.

THIS well-rested face, however, is the face of a dad whose babies slept through the night for the first time!

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We can’t wait until they do it again someday.

And now, since it’s way past mama’s bedtime (but fingers crossed for a snow day tmw!!), here are some random pics of our 7-month old babes from the last month!

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Bryn’s new trick–sittin up big-girl style!

Seriously--who gave us these babies?!

Seriously–who gave us these babies?!

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Not to be outdone…
Yum.

Yum.

Lil walk. Hurry up spring.

Lil walk. Hurry up spring.

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Never too early.

You wanna eat them, don't you

You wanna eat them, don’t you

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Making an impact on the ladies since 1977.

And announcing…

a new cousin on the way! Congrats, Uncle Jop and Aunt Linzr!

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Cheers,

Sara