Sunday, December 6, 2009

Busting out

I don't know why my life has been crazy and I hardly have time to blog anymore. Maybe it could be that we've been dealing with strange things like this weird virus/rash/whatever-the-heck-it-was that was all over poor Ashton. Or the fact that no one seems to be getting a full nights sleep around here anymore. I think within the space of a week, all three of my kids have had night terrors. And they sure aren't the lightest bundles to bounce around in the middle of the night. I'm pretty sure the main cause is just the craziness of my children. They're fun and mischievous and infuriating and destructive and cute all rolled into one. Or two. I always feel bad when we're with friends - my naughty kids always seem to teach theirs new tricks like climbing on tables, playing in toilets, jumping off of things, etc. And they've beaten all the restraints we own - high chairs, cribs, pack 'n plays, and the front door lock. They've now figured out how to get out of all of those within the past few weeks. I laughed so hard a few weeks ago when a friend described how her little boy was so totally nonchalant about figuring out how to get out of the crib, just strolling out of the room and going about his business, too cool to even make eye contact. Like she was willing to bet he did a handstand off the crib on his way out and a tuck and roll when he landed. I laughed so hard ... until it was about a week after that that the exact same thing happened to me! I had to pick my jaw up off the floor and suck up the fact that now I'd totally been schooled! The first time Phoenix managed to get out of a pack 'n play - that is in our closet, the door of which is then wedged shut with a shoe (yeah, it sounds kind of cruel when I say it like that, huh?) but the shoe is so he doesn't play with opening and closing the door cause he thinks it's such a fun game he'll never go to sleep. So somehow I look up from my attempted nap and see an open closet door - not even just open, but totally busted out and off the track! I walk down the hall to find him in Cash's room just chillin', watching a movie! What?! The next morning I had taken Ashton out of the room to change his diaper (Phoenix was still in his crib) and was coming back in as Phoenix just brushes past me on his way out of the room. Totally cool about it, and same thing - no eye contact, just like, yo, what's up, I think I'll go check it out out here. Man. All modes of confinement - totally thwarted. No wonder I'm busy.


And alright - it must be time for a haircut because all day Ryan kept saying Phoenix looked like a hasidic Jew with those long ringlets on the sides of his head!



I really am just trying to grow a few long enough that I can cut off a whole luscious lock and save them! Guess it's probably about time. :)






I also love watching these two interact, although it usually means trouble - like we found the M&Ms! Or we pulled all the wipes out! Or we dismantled your cell phone!







































Probably most frequently their interaction is just fighting over things, but every so often they're also taking care of each other. Like if one is hurt the other tries to console him, or when one refuses to come with us, the other will go back to where the first is lying on the floor in refusal and he'll try to pull him up by the shirt or look at me and wait - like hey, we can't go without this one!

And times like that make me feel a little bad when we eat something like this for breakfast!















(Ok, it's so blurry - but my egg yolk was a twin this morning! Think of the happy life they could have had together!)

15 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well, it is 10:30 MST and I could not sleep, so came downstairs to see if there was any wrap-up on the week on your blog, since I also could not reach you by phone. Not disappointed! This was a fun post, and I can hardly wait to see all these tricks for myself at Christmas time. What fun we will have.

xoxoGrammy

Anonymous said...

Could it be hives? Was he under stress?
Did you have Benadryl on hand? I would have started with that. Strange. Or, Fifth disease? Weird.

xoxoGrammy

SuburbiaMom said...

You are so funny!! The rash does look like hives. Good luck with that--and everything else. I don't have any advice to offer--my boys came after my girls and they weren't twins....

emily j said...

Just a comment on the night terrors - those are the worst! I never know how to handle it, eventually they just stop screaming and everyone can go back to bed. yuck.

Melissa said...

Time to invest in a crib tent. I here they work wonders for containing escapees! And, holy rash! OUCH!

Angela said...

Ahhhh, funny boys. I liked your summary of how they are fun, mischievous, etc. The good, the bad, and the ugly of raising children all comes as one package. :) They sure are cute, and it makes me happy to see that they have each other to get into the M&M's with. Good for you for taking a picture instead of yelling. I would have yelled.

liz said...

LOL/ you crack me up.

sorry you got schooled too. it's a bummer man. freaking bummer.

Tanya said...

2 words......crib tents! Seriously. We paid full price once and then found one cheap on craigslist. Best invention EVER with twins! I wish I could leave them in forever but that might be grounds for CPS =)

AnnaMarie Ferrell said...

Love the togetherness photos. And yikes, that they can get out of confinement. Katie, active as she is, still doesn't climb out of her crib, so she's continuing to sleep in there until she figures it out...I don't care if that's until she's 5!

Laurie Jones said...

Thanks for the laugh Jen!

Safire said...

Yikes what a rash! Hope it doesn't bother him too bad. And yes, get some crib tents. All the twin mommies here do it. You should too! (Peer pressure.)

I do love the fun things my guys do together, even if it is going to be the death of me. I just hope that they are less destructive and more productive as they get older. Of course, I think I may be dreaming, but still!

Julie said...

Your email exhausts me. I'm already exhausted with my two and can't imagine going back to younger years. WOW! That's about all I can say. And also I'm interested to see crib tents. New things since I had young ones.

Julie

Ty and Trista Swartzlander said...

That is quite some rash. Poor little guy. I hope that is getting better. Your little three musketeers sure make for fun reading material. :)

Heather said...

Love those cute twins of yours. It was so fun to have you for Thanksgiving. Thanks for making such yummy pies and rolls. Let's get together soon. When do you guys head to Utah?

kimber said...

I love the hasidic jew comment. I hope I get to meet these little guys before they are all grown up. They sound delightful!