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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Dear Summer: We can't wait for you to get here. Love, M&A Posted by Picasa

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Thanks Aunt Arisa, don't we look sweet? See ya soon! Posted by Picasa

Sit. Stay. Good girls. Posted by Picasa

Friday, March 24, 2006
Brothers Sisters don't shake hands. Brothers Sisters gotta hug.
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Thursday, March 23, 2006
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Six Month Stats
M: Height: 25 1/4 inches Weight: 14 pounds 0 ounces %: 25th percentile A: Height: 25 inches Weight: 14 pounds 4 ounces %: 25th percentile Yes, A has caught up to her sister in the weight category, but not in the height category. It seems that M has also inherited Daddy's height and A has inherited Mommy's short'n'round-ness! Oh, and the doctor called M the "skinny one"!!! Is it wrong that I was angry at this?!?!?

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

So, yesterday, I attempted to give the girls a bath on my own for the first time. Yes, the girls are approaching seven months and I had yet to accomplish that motherly task. You see, I was petrified, terrified and mortified at the thought of some horrendous water accident that would injure my sweet babies due to my inexperience! So, up until now, the girls have been bathed by either J and me as a team, or by my mom, when she's watching them during the week. For some reason, yesterday I was feeling particularly ambitious. Or, I didn't want to begin tackling the piling laundry or "soaking" dishes. Or, my laptop was beginning to make peculiar noises and warnings of "low disk space" kept nagging at me. Regardless, I gathered all of the items needed to properly bathe a little one and then proceeded to take a nap. Kidding...but really, do you know how much preparation it takes to bathe a child?? A lot! Take my word on it! I could have used a nap after that! I got the girls ready in their cute little baby robes (courtesy of Miss E.) and began to bathe them one at a time. A was first and the fact that she had christened her little pink robe should have given me warning signs of what was to come. But she enjoyed her bath and I enjoyed smelling her clean toes and brushing her hair to the point that she began to resemble a Monchichi again. Next was Big Sister. The Pie was enthusiastic and joyous, as usual (and as evidenced by the photos), but had I looked closely, I would have noticed a little glint of her sister's mischeviousness in her eyes. No sooner did I begin to take the first step of washing her hair, I smelled something that made me think of J. I looked down and am now delighted to report that Mags made like Bill Murray and performed her own sort of "christening" on the tub. I quickly gathered her up, wrapped her into her towel and placed her on the floor so that I could discard of her little gift. When I returned, she was on her belly, stark naked, scooting after poor Max.

To make a short story long, I did it. I bathed my beauties. And they smell like pure heaven.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

A found her feet.

Moments later, her mouth found them.


Monday, March 13, 2006

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Wednesday, March 08, 2006

182.5 Days

You are six months old today. Six months to me seems like forever and still not enough time. You are growing by the minute...I can almost watch the inches add onto your bodies. You are learning your space in the world and testing your boundaries. You're growing up! I love you to the tips of your stinky little toes!

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Thinking Posted by Picasa

Sunday, March 05, 2006
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So I'm not going to beat around the bush or anything, people.

These girls are freakin' C-U-T-E!!!

I can't help it!!! You know the phrase, "a face only a mother could love"...well sorry kid, but these girls broke the mold. J says it should be illegal. We're THOSE type of parents. We gush. When people tell us the girls are cute we readily agree (but inside, we're yelling, "we KNOW!!!!!").

I have to admit, when I was pregnant...yes...I did the usual worrying about their health and well-being. But, once we had a conversation and I asked J, "What IF one or both are...ugly????? J immediately chided me and informed me that they would be perfect. But that phrase about being loved by only your mother had to come from somewhere! What if one or both of our beans had that face??? What if? Of course, I would have still loved that Maggie and that Audrey. I would have still dressed them up like my little dolls and posted their photos for the world to see. I would have still gushed and beamed and winked and glowed. But we'll never really know will we?

Because these girls are freakin' C-U-T-E!!!!

**If this post offended you or turned your stomach in any way, just be thankful that I didn't post the diaper shots...because THAT would have put me over the edge. ADORABLE!!!**

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

A doesn't like having her photograph taken.
HRP, on the other hand, can spot a camera a mile away.
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H.R.P. is bumming because Momma can't come out to play!
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