From Montreal, I just stopped by to drop them off, and now I'm packing up the place. You can take your silly key, you can leave by the door, I'm moving on, and
well,
and
OK, I can't be making up lyrics to a song right now!
We have left the kiddies in Montreal with the Grandparents.
NEVER EVER FLY WITH TWO
18 MONTH OLDS.
JUST TRUST ME ON THAT.
I made this (inspired by Pam Garrison in a somerset studio issue) for the babies room before they were born...
You can see more detailed photos here
Happy New Year Babies - I love you. Daddy loves you. You are precious and precocious. You are lovely and lively. You are sweet like sugar. (and yes, we call them the boobies...)
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Yesterday at around 4:30 pm, I could tell the twins were getting restless and I needed to get a few things at Trader Joe's (for them, of course) so I bundled them up (California style) and off we went.
I figured it would be easiest to wear Sarah in a sling thing and put Max in the cart seat - well, it was easier for me - until. I think Sarah got hot, and the line was LONG - but mummy REALLY wanted an OTT lamp for her the other side of her new table and they were on SALE!! So she cried a little. I tried to tell not to have a fit; have a toy. But for whatever reason, she chose the former. Tired baby girl is not a happy baby girl. Max? happily chewing away on the packaging of the 'iron off' I was purchasing (sorry again cashier lady for the soggy mess I handed you at check out - you were a dear).
But we still had to go to TJ's! So I put Sarah in the cart itself and she liked that much better. So I had two carts - one full of babies and one full of groceries! We usually are somewhat of a spectacle, but last night was a topper.
Next time? Go earlier!
