Thick as Thieves

Babies v. Toddlers

I asked both of them to smile for pictures. Below, see what happened next.

Today Jim was laying on his stomach on the floor. Jack came over and lifted up his shirt to see his back. She exclaimed "Don't like it!!" Haha. How flattering.

8 Months

Ahem... Today would mark 8 glorious months of dear Hiller's life, for those of you keeping track.

She might be the oldest baby in the world who likes to be swaddled. Katie told me she swaddled her kids until they were close to a year, so I'm going to chalk this one up to genetics and call it a day.

Right now Jackie is placing a bib on Hilly and preparing to feed her pretend food. If I were Hill, I'd be pissed. Fake food? Have you seen her thighs? Something tells me imaginary sweet potatoes aren't going to cut it.

Excitement

You think YOU had an exciting few days? Hilly begs to differ. She's riding big girl style in the double stroller. It's as cool as sitting in the back of the bus in elementary school and junior high. Remember the bus? Remember waiting in crap weather for the bus? That was the worst. It sucked that it was cool to be a thug on the bus in junior high and I wasn't a thug. The bus was not character building, but damaging to my already fragile 14 year old self esteem.

Public Announcement to Jackie and Hilly: I am driving you to school every day.

Enough about my woes: please see my loves below.

News

Hilly now only sits on the floor to play. No exersaucer or jumparoo for her, thank you very much. To my dismay.

And if you are wondering why they are both hanging out in only diapers, you are asking the wrong question. When you see them wearing clothing, ask why they are dressed.

Good Food

 Did you know that Jim is secretly a Top Chef?  So next year when you don't feel up to cooking the Thanksgiving turkey or the Easter ham or whatever, don't be shy in requesting his assistance.  For Grammy's birthday, he made the best salmon I've ever had in my entire life. 

In other news, we visited with Lincoln this weekend and Lincoln has a tball.

This morning I ordered her her very own pink tball set and velcro ball and glove. The reason is bc this morning Jim and I heard her calling for us.  I walk in and Jack is sitting in her crib against the slats, clutching her stuffed giraffe and holding her thumb out to me.  Her thumb is red and swollen because a little hair band is wrapped so tightly around it.  Jim released the rubber band and Jackie is fine.  On the contrary, Jim and I are scarred for life.  She will continue to receive royal treatment for the foreseeable future.

Texas Forever

2 sad endings:

1. Jack's last day at dayare. Miss Stefi worked all day on this poster for Jackie. I love it so much.

2. Jim and I finished watching the series Friday Night Lights. I am crestfallen. I told my friend Jon he needs to watch and he said he has no interest in a show about TX high school football. I explained to him that unless you have seen this series, you are not really living. On my deathbed, I will think "In the grand scheme of things, I am glad I watched Friday Night Lights." Nobody wears cowboy boots like Tim Riggins. You will be hard pressed to find a guy or girl out there who doesn't agree.

Clear Eyes, Full Hearts, Can't Lose.

My Nugget

I don't have a job yet, but I miss her so much already. :(

I love you, Boogers!

Parenting Fail

It's those darn pigtails.

Renaissance Woman

 Today I felt like Michael Phelps' mother must have felt when he won all those medals in the Olympics (before the drugs and strippers).  Am I the only one who doesn't find him attractive?

 Anyway, nary a tear was shed as Jax floated on her back by herself, used the kickboard well and jumped off the side of the pool into Ms Alicia's arms.  Grammy and I are her cheerleading section and its only a matter of time before we show up to lessons with "Go Jackie!" signs.  In the car on the way home Jackie yelled, 'Go back!' 

 

Above is Jax after her lesson.  She even looks like an Olympian.  She's so cool.

And above we have Hillers.  Little does she know that her lessons start this September! 

My Boo

Jax loves her new flip flops, her ice cream PJs and spying on the neighbors. Although it's not really spying bc they all yell "hi, Jackie!" when they see her peering out the window. She is shameless and continues to stare. She gets this from her dada. Haha

I love porkchop toddler feet, pigtails, fat baby thighs and when my 2 little beasts hug.

Seriously, when I put her pigtails in today, I almost burst into tears. She looked so old. And then I smothered her with hugs all day until she said
"no hugs." And then I moved onto Hilly until she got annoyed. Thank God for Hannie. I think I am secretly part golden retriever.