I'll get chew my little pretty......

**updated with pictures**

Just a little something Syd says now...since watching the Wizard of Oz.
Remember when there was 1 day a year. ONE DAY to catch...Charlie Brown's Christmas. The Wizard of Oz. Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. and if you missed it, well that was life.
I miss those days.

Syd didn't get to see the WHOLE show...so I TiVo'd it and now we can watch it and Dr. Seuss The Cat in the Hat over and over and over until we PUKE !

Christmas Eve found us at Carl's Jr. I don't like hamburgers and they have a GREAT taco salad. Full of all of the calories of a hamburger without the added hamburger part.
Syd and the boys were playing in play land. Screaming and wearing themselves out for an early nap. Our plan to get them to bed earlier this year.
"FOODS HERE..come and eat"
Sydney came up and said, "I'm sick...I don't want to eat"
ya mm hmmm, like I was born yesterday..."Syd, you can play after you are done eating" glancing at the nice man who obviously had his kids for Christmas eve as part of the divorce settlement....smiling to reassure him...my kid isn't sick, she's just avoiding the sit down and eat part.
Syd made her way to her shoes and started putting them on, "I want to go home, I don't feel good"
Syd we will go home as soon as we eeea....."BLAHHHHHHHH" and she threw up. all over the cork matting and her shoes.
Smiling again at the nice man and his two children, I made my way to Syd....."heee, heee... I guess you are sick huh baby." saying it with my head down and very soft as to minimize the seriousness of the germs and bacteria that she just possibly spread all over the whole gym.
We loaded all 3 kids up and went home. She was fine after and hasn't shown any signs of sickness since. Very weird.

Christmas was great. The kids played reasonably well and by that I mean that nobody is missing an eye.
Syd got what she asked for and more...The boys are easy. Ignorance is bliss and blissful they were. Until Spencer got the truck with the handle and damn it I want the truck with the handle because it's easier on my little boy back when I push it around...unlike the dump truck without the handle because then I have to make sure the placement of my hands are just right or the damn thing tips over and I land on my little boy head.

We bought them a jungle gym climber thing. The boys are too little. I guess they will just have to scale the walls until their arms are long enough to make it up.
A friend loaned us her old slide, because we weren't able to get one here in time for Christmas and if we don't have a slide it just won't be Christmas.

I have been sitting here looking over the MASSIVE amount of toys and wondering to myself. How long until these become boring and they no longer find themselves entertained by them.
1 day. I have 1 more day until the new toys become old and once again the novelty of climbing in to the sink and pouring soap and throwing left over breakfast on to the floor is the latest and greatest thing to do.


"and the fat man at the mall brought us PRESENTS"









"and we will make music together"








"and ride Zebra's"








"and play guitar hero....no wait..this is not guitar hero..or am I ?"








"I'm up on top of the world looking down on creation..." (note : you are actually looking down at the place in which the 21 table USED to lie. now it is but a mat to break your fall, with the remnants of dogs playing poker on the wall )

"I can't climb this" (yet)



"but my brother can"
(he can NOW. Great !)

Have a Holly Jolly Christmas and a Quesadilla year everyone !

Answers

Ok so here is the cheat sheet for all of you who were too proud to ask. :)
AAAAAND for those of you who said you figured it out when we all know you didn't !
JUST Kidding !
1. Cop/Crook cross
2. Cop back
3. Cop/boy cross
4. Cop/crook back
5. Father/boy cross
6. Father Back
7. Father/mother cross
8. Mother back
9. Cop/crook cross
10. Father back
11. Mother/father cross
12. Mother back
13. Mother/daughter cross
14. Cop/crook back
15. Cop/daughter cross
16. Cop back
17. Cop/crook cross

Perceptive

Tonight we went to the store to get a few last Christmas items.
In the parking lot, FULL TO THE BRIM with cars....Sydney says, "look mom that's a van just like ours !"
We both looked over and not to our surprise (not in utah any ways)...yes...there was a blue Chrysler Town and Country parked 4 cars down across the way.
We loaded the boys and then heard Sydney say, "it's the same as ours, except it has different wheels"
J looks over and says, "you are absolutely right Syd...it is just like our van but has different wheels"
We looked at each other with a look on our faces of amazement and confusion....a look that can also be confused with constipation on the wrong day.
She's so damn perceptive. oh and I'm scared to do 2nd grade homework with her.
Aren't they learning fractions and long division in 2nd grade now ?




















Here is a stumper. It's an IQ test. to make you feel extremely smart. or extremely stupid. if you can't figure it out and NEED to know how to get all of the little bastards across the river...give me your email address and I will send you the answers. :)

oh and P.S. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU ! love the video. mwwwaaaaaa !

Tomato Tomawto.....

Everyone that has twins and some of you that are about to venture in to the twin world has probably thought about this at one time or another.
Comparing one against the other. It's so hard not to do. You tell yourself, they are 2 different individuals...they can't be compared. Maybe it's easier if you have boy/girl twins....and maybe it's harder if you have identical twins.
Telling me that I shouldn't do it, is just not an option.
Right now hitting milestones is what I focus on mostly.

My boys are COMPLETELY opposite in appearance, personality...EVERYTHING.
Cameron is this strong headed, go get em kind of kid.
Spencer is a sweetheart, a peacemaker.



Cameron started walking at 7 months old.
He was a picky eater in the beginning but now eats like a horse. He's a tank.
He figures things out from climbing to moving objects so that he can climb on them, rather easily.
He woke up this morning practicing his words...he works on the differences between ball, balloon and bubble.




Spencer started walking the day after he turned 1.
He would try almost anything and now barely eats at all. He's so skinny.
He gets frustrated when his brother is in the kitchen sink and can't figure out how he managed to get up there. (mom is still baffled)
I will be pushing it to get 10 words by 18 months.

I worry that Spencer will struggle in life and that things will come very naturally for Cameron. I will focus on them as 2 people but fear the rest of the world will put them in a box. The TWINS. Package them together. Compare them to each other.
My family does it already.

I will focus on each child's strengths as they get older. Hopefully they will stay as different as they are today.
My fear is that they will follow the others lead. That things will become competition. That they will both be in the same sports or classes and the things that come easier and more naturally for the one will shine through causing hurt in the other one.

My boys are 17 months old. :) What a silly thing to worry about right now.
Oh but I do. I worry about everything all day long, every day. thus my being a parent I guess. does this job ever get easier :)
My boys are getting so big. Spencer required me to rock him to sleep last night. Now having a 3 1/2 year old can I tell you how wonderful it was to hold his little body. I love those kids.

Worth the pain !

I have several canker sores on the tip of my tongue from biting a little tiny hole on the outer chocolate shell and sucking the insides of malted goodness from several whoppers a few days ago.
It started to heal and was getting much better.
This did not stop me from finishing off said box today causing excruciating pain and requiring baby anbesol to be applied every 20 minutes.
That works by the by.
Also. TOTALLY worth it.

Happy Birthday Cynthia.

Boo....there I am !!!

I haven't been the daily blogger lately. What's up with that ? I feel like I have so much to tell you ;)

PICTURES !!!! FFFFFUUUUUUUU

We didn't love any of the ones we had taken professionally. Well there were a few we liked ok, but it just wasn't coming together.
We decided to take some in front of the Christmas tree last night to see what we could get.
We were NOT able to get one of all of them...but did finally manage to get a similar pose in the same spot. I went online last night and sent my order to be printed at Walm*rt. I then went to check my email and there...her email jumped out at me. It was the photographer...she had put together a Christmas card with some of our pictures to give me an idea. It was EXACTLY what I wanted.
DAMN DAMN DAMN...."HURRY....GO TO WALM*ART.COM AND CANCEL OUR ORDER"
holding, holding, searching for it. Cancellation policy. Once pictures have been ordered they cannot be cancelled.
MOTHER OF ALL THAT'S HOLY !!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Any ways. Walm*art pictures in the envelopes, addressed, ready to go.

We are going to get a couple that she made to put in their books. If I get a copy I will post it.
They aren't even making the best faces...it's just when it was all pulled together...ooohhh...I loved it.
(deep sigh)

OK !!!
Last night I delivered the 12 days of Christmas for my mom (she picks a family and anonymously gives them a present and a poem to open for each day 12 days before Christmas)
After which we went to the store to get a treat, because that's what it's about...cards and treats. As we headed out of the store I said..."Syd...go put this change in the bucket". (Salv*tion Army bucket) I want to teach her to share and to give.
We are pulling out of the parking lot and this HUGE and I mean...JACKED UP, BIG ASS, Utah truck starts to slide towards us. He was pulling an extremely large tractor and it jackknifed and was just sliding sideways as gracefully as Nancy Kerrig*n right towards us.
I threw it in to reverse but it was happening so quickly.....RIGHT as I got it in gear the truck stopped 3 feet short from my van. (ha ha...I still find it funny to say van)
My Mom looked at me with this fright filled face and as calmly as if we were watching it happen to someone else I said, "it's because we gave to others.....that's whatcha call Karma dude."
My mom laughed. we started singing and drove home 25 mph.
THE END !

moral :tis the season....GIVE ya cheap bastards !...it will come back tenfold :)

Updated..all 3 !
These are they. cute kids right. one would THINK it would be easy to get a good picture of them. chaa.

Comedy and Tragedy

These are my boys. So opposite.
Granted this is obviously staged...but you can't get one to do the others trick.
Cheese and Angry !

(I know you've seen the angry but this is a team sport)

Make video montages at www.OneTrueMedia.com

(sorry the camera was shaking...I laugh every time they do this)

aaaah pictures.
All I want for Christmas is a picture of my 3 children. together. sitting. smiling. hell...I'll even take looking directly at the camera.
and a million dollars. and a new house. and healthy babies for everyone.

I haven't been able to proof them yet. We used the same photographer as we did this summer.
When we arrived at the studio...Cameron was in a great mood. Spencer SCREAMING. Syd was giving her best fake smile impression and then SUDDENLY, like a dream...Spencer started smiling the most genuine beautiful smile. hurry hurry...put them all together..lets go lets go.....Cameron...SCREAMING.
I think we may have one of each of them to put on a Christmas card. :( BOO HOO !
I KNEW Santa was a big fat fake !

Syd's going on the Polar Express with Papa and Grandma tonight....I have to go take her out of her lunch stained jammies and put her in her clean matching ones :)

2 down 1 to go

Sydney woke up at 3:30 am with what we assumed was a bad dream.
She has the flu. She hasn't hacked yet. Thank goodness it's only a 24 hour thing.
I'm SOOOO not banging my head on wood..f*#k wood...I still have a sliver logged in my head from the last time...and what good did it do me.
*****updated********
at 5:36 pm, some hackage took place on moms big feather bed. ok it's not feathered.
I asked Sydney...if your gonna spew, spew in this. she did just that and saved me the time and energy of washing bedding. she's resting comfortably in the tub.


We have Christmas pictures scheduled for the kids on Sunday. WON'T THAT BE THE PERFECT TIME FOR SPENCER TO GET SICK !!!!! (no facial expression whatsoever)
J took a couple of days off and so I love her. no I didn't love her before mostly just liked :)...but now I really, really love her. she's outside tearing the trampoline apart. a ladder is required. a storm is comin'. a storm is comin'.

In other news. Sydney is starting to read. She was reading rhyming words last night. sox, fox, box, hat, fat, cat, rat, sat.
It was REALLY funny when the word fox sounded more like fux.
You know me and J were foolishly laughing like two 12 year old boys. hee hee hee...fux....kee ha ha ha.



blessed are the children who heal before Christmas pictures.

And the jinx hitteth the fan !

a couple of weeks ago......

me - "everyone has the flu lately....do you realize our kids have NEVER had the flu"

J - "I know....you had better knock on wood"

me - knock on J's head (she offered it to me :)

I woke up to a boy who didn't feel fantastic. Cam has been clingy and wouldn't eat breakfast. I gave him Tylenol thinking that his teeth were hurting him. He started to play and after getting all of the kids to the table for art time. It started...the projectile vomiting.

Dinoland after Santa pictures = introduction to EVERY virus known to man = 3 days later virus has time to mutate and take over their bodies = steam cleaner and several changes of cloths = 2 more sick kids...I don't know when....but IT WILL HAPPEN = probably sick mom (J of course)

me...banging my head on wood.

it's official. my boys hate Santa. and the snow.
ba humbug
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