Twinness
My sister has once again successfully produced human life, this time in the form of surprise twins. They are super cute and very healthy. I got to visit them yesterday briefly and hold each of them. I already forgot how tiny and light a newborn feels, especially after hefting my 21 lb baby around everyday. This is my favorite photo of them so far. I can almost hear Lilly thinking, "I am so going to poke you hard Anthony for all those months of squishing me in the corner of the uterus. I am woman, hear me roar!" Her little smile is adorable and his look is the typical boy look--don't bother me, I'm sleeping. She was 6 lbs, 10 oz and he was 7 lbs, 12 oz. Not bad for only 37 weeks. We grow them big in this family.
Andrew came to the hospital with me, but they wouldn't let him in to see the babies. He doesn't know it yet, but next summer will be a lot of fun for him and the twins, since they will be so close in age and able to get into trouble with each other.
I need to get cracking on their baby blankets. I am halfway through his and maybe a quarter of the way with hers. I had to replace the size 17 needle I was using for hers because the one I had apparently chipped on the join with the cable and kept snagging the yarn. I was lucky to find a replacement one at AC Moore. I so rarely use a US 17 circular that I couldn't justify buying an Addi Turbo this time. Plus, with my coupon, I paid less than $4!
Andrew and I went to the local store that sells big giant sizes of everything to stock up on more formula and to get gas. How sad is it that I was excited to only pay $3.93 today for a gallon of gas? The last time I was there it was five cents more a gallon. I have no idea what kind of gas it is, but it is the cheapest in the area, so it works for my honda just fine. Andrew's latest accomplishment today is roaring and screaming for kicks. He sits in his car seat and just screams repeately with a smile on his face. I think he is either testing his vocal cords or my patience. I ignore it as best I can, but sometimes he just makes me laugh. As we walked around the nice cold store (it is freaking hot outside here, so a place with icy cold AC was great) he roared. He doesn't watch TV shows or videos to pick up weird sounds, so this must just be an innate boy sound. At one point an elderly man turned to him and asked him if he was roaring at him. Andrew then pulled the bashful act and tried to hide. It was amusing. His little personality is really showing now. He is very adventurous and tries to climb and move in ways his body isn't capable of yet, but his mind wants to try. Bumps and little bruises do not seem to hinder his attempts. I can't wait until he walks. We thought life was over once he learned to crawl, but I see much running in my future.










