and . . . Bacon!

Yesterday morning I asked Aedyn if he would like cereal or toast for breakfast.

A: Toast with peanut butter and sumping sweet.

M: jelly or honey or apple stroop? (apple juice cooked down into a syrup, its German)

A: Bacon!

M: ok. peanut butter and bacon.

A: And sumping sweet. Apple stroop! and Bacon!

Saturday, snow softly falling, just the babies and I hanging out at home. We started with morning nap and I got a full hour of sleep! The last few nights have been rough. Eliyah has 3 teeth coming in, one of which has a bone chip poking through the front of the gum, and J had his MMR shot the other day, so neither have slept well. This morning Eric took Aedyn with him to drop-off the minivan for a tune-up extraordinaire as we have no idea if/when anything has ever been done on it for the 106,000 miles before we bought it this summer. The first week of February we'll be driving 1,200 miles to WI for a conference, house-hunting, and family visiting and we need a safe vehicle. Eric just called from the mall to say that Aedyn was loving the new 'play-place' there and that the minivan would take 3 hours. Aedyn must be thrilled with his day out: the play-place, lunch in a restaurant, and his papa all to himself!

So, just me and the twins. Eliyah, my overly confident 9-month-old climbed the stairs yesterday, twice. The first time I had Justice in my lap and hadn't thought about closing the stair gate; the second time she was just quicker than I. I always have a hard time describing Justice. He's so "sunshiny!" And very determined. He shouts out/giggles, "Hi-eee!" for phone callers and for Eric when he comes home from work. (He just said this as Eliyah crawled into the kitchen where J is playing.) They are quite the co-conspirators. Together they rummage through cabinets and toss all the clothes out of baskets and diapers out of bins. They act the same age, they seem to have split the 4 month difference and settled on acting like 11 month olds. They will both be enjoying a meal and then one of them will decide not to like whatever it is that they ate happily 10 times before but the one baby refuses to eat and within a minute the other has concurred. (grrrrr, says mama.) Right now they are are crawling toward me together, looking for lunch, I'm sure.