Pics!

I realized it’s about time I post some pics of the kids.  Here are a few from the phone camera.

Sam and Jessie playing with some lint rollers. Really, I don’t know why we buy them toys. They’d rather play with household stuff. You should see them with our swiffers.

We’re working on our sharing skills. We have a long way to go.  Neither kid really wants to share anything.  We’ve got a nifty toy that has all kinds of doo-dads on it, and the top comes off (thanks, Marci!).  They love to take the top off and sit in the tray.  They’d prefer not to have their sister in with them.  Snapped this one of Sam trying to hold her own against Jessie.

We’ve got a couple of old cell phones that still “work.” (i.e., we haven’t lost the charger yet)  Kids figured out what they were for right away.  Here’s Sam making herself right at home with one of them.

This was cute, too. Sam’s sitting on a plastic bucket in the upstairs hallway, reading through an issue of Twins Magazine.  She was pretty serious about it, too.

We remarked today that the wagon was the best thing we ever splurged on.  We got home from daycare today and I had to make supper yet.  For the longest time the kids absolutely HAD to have supper immediately after walking in the door or Western Civilization would end.  Now, they’re pretty good for a few minutes if you can find something with which to entertain them.  So, we get home on the bikes, get them out of the bike trailer, stick them in the wagon, and Matt pulled them around the block while I made supper uninterrupted.  Unfortunately, after they got back, Jessie let us know that the ride was not nearly long enough and put up a loud protest.  Couldn’t get her to eat until we promised another ride after supper – but only if she was good and ate her supper.

Here they are in the wagon.  No, we don’t think it’s a dangerous activity and make them wear helmets.  We got two helmets last summer when we got the bike trailer because you’re supposed to have helmets on the kids in those things.  We couldn’t get them to wear them last summer because even the smallest available ones were way too big.  After a few rides in the trailer, I decided that only lawyers think it’s necessary for kids to have helmets in those things and we stuck them in the garage and forgot about them. The helmets, not the kids.  Anyway, the other day Jessie found one in the garage and insisted on wearing it and put up quite the fuss when we told her to take it off.  So, when we went for the wagon ride, we just let her keep it on.  Sam had to have one too, because, well, of course she had to have one.  Anything one does, the other has to do, too.  However, Sam freaks out whenever you put it on her head (she has the same problem with sunglasses), so she wanted to take it with but not wear it.  Yes, the kids got their dork gene from their mother.