I feel like it's been decades since I've posted something of substance. The card (below) doesn't really count, since I only did it for the Shu.tterfly credit!
Babies are great. They are approaching eight months old and are becoming so much more interactive! H is definitely the happy one now, which is crazy, since I thought she would be the death of me just a few short months ago. G is either super happy or super sad/angry. No in between. He's become very clingy, while H has become pretty independent. I'm sure there will be more personality-swaps to come, though!
H has mastered the army crawl and can pretty much get herself wherever she wants to go. Up until recently, she would just roll from point A to point B, but once she discovered that she could pull herself and scoot forward on her tummy, she decided she liked that better. G, on the other hand, is stuck at the on-his-hands-and-knees-and-rocking-back-and-forth step of the learning to crawl process. He rocks and rocks and rocks and then dramatically flops down and tries to "swim". It's almost like he thinks that the rocking will wind him up and that when he flops down, he'll go shooting forward. He gets so frustrated, but I'm not sure how to help him. He'll get it eventually. I hope.
We ordered them some super cute Halloween costumes/hats from E.tsy. We felt we could justify spending $50 on a cow costume by telling ourselves that H will be able to wear the hat for a couple years! We'll see about that, but at least she looked adorable. G was a giraffe. I couldn't find a giraffe print outfit for him that didn't have pink bows on it, so we settled for dressing him in a yellow shirt and brown pants. We brought them in for a Halloween photo shoot, but we're still waiting to see the proofs. Of course, we diiiiiiiiiiid take some pictures on our own.
H's cow costume didn't get here in time for pumpkin picking, so she was a
monkey for that. G was a little overwhelmed by all the activity at the
pumpkin patch, so he looked rather forlorn in all the pictures. Poor guy. :)
I decided
the babies needed some sort of play area in the living room, where the
dogs couldn't eat their toys. They have a huge bedroom, but I hate
sitting in their room with them for hours on end. Too isolated. So I
bought some of those interlocking foam square things and a play yard and
made them the BEST THING EVER. Seriously. They will spend about an
hour at a time in there, playing with all their toys and "talking" to
each other. We have to put blankets over the sides so they don't see
us, because as soon as they see us, they realize they're not being held
("PICK ME UP IMMEDIATELY OR THE WORLD IS GOING TO END!")... But other
than that, it's awesome. Gives us time to do silly things like eating
breakfast and doing laundry! Plus, it's fun to just sit in there and play with them without feeling like you're all alone in the corner of the house.
Ta da!
It's about twice as big as it looks... Plenty of room to "crawl" around. They just like to hang out in the corner.
I should probably try to sleep. J is working an overnight shift tonight. I'm having flashbacks of when this was EVERY night! Ahhhhh! Stupid retail.
-S
