twins

the ever present question

What to wear? specifically, what to wear on the first day of school. I am a planner, always have been and that first day of school, even with a uniform was soo important!

The girls orientation is next wednesday evening...7pm. What the hell do I wear?

The girls orientation for school is friday...9-9:45. What do they wear, and I am required to be with them, what the hell do I wear????

I don't want to put them in crap but I need to put them in something cute but not tooo over the top cute. Lilly dresses and sneakers? Shorts outfits ie: a new top and jean shorts? Regular sundresses? Keen shoes? Pink stride rite shoes?

Me, well, I got nothing except nice jeans or crappy capris. And honestly, I will just throw a nice top on and be fine...but the girls. I am stressing about this. I want it to be perfect. (and as you all know, nothing in life with 2, 2 year olds will ever be perfect!)

what do you think? Should I just cycle through their nice summer stuff until fall or mix it up with new, nice and crap?

Wiggles Friday Night!!!!

forgot and need to document

Cams got a 2 year molar. Bottom left. Bottom right is nearly there. 25 months, that kids teeth don't like to wait.

And pics of dress up. These are from my little camera funny how the size is totally freaking different.

 

1 baby

Holy Cow.

This weekend, I took mimi to the WF by myself. Just Mimi and I. What a different baby she was. She was talking and laughing and doing normal naughty stuff and loved the one on one. She kept saying, Dadda and Sissy but she was good and it was fun to have some alone time with her.

Then again today I had to take her to the Dr in the Am. And We looked at books and played with the toys waiting. She would point to her booboo and say, Booboo...Dahktor. She was sweet and chatted with everyone.

Thing is, when out with Cams and Mimi, mimi is the shy, laid back one that doesn't say anything or do much. So it was soo interesting to me the change in Mia and how at 3/4 years old they really should be separated for school.

Anyway, Here is the thing. I rarely have 1 baby. Rarely. Like 1x every few months. And holy shit, how easy is 1 baby. I know all you with 1 baby will say, 1 baby is hard too and I believe that, cause there is another set of dynamics that I have, like I can let the girls just play and they rarely need my 1 on 1 attention all the time since they have each other. But out, carrying 1 baby. Dealing with 1 baby. Reading a book to 1 baby. I was amazed the difference just in my attitude. It wasn't a huge struggle with fighting and moaning and trying to balance 2 babies.

Now, am I soo lucky cause I Have 2 babies, hell yes. I wouldn't trade my situation for anything but even though I have gotten used to having 2 over the past 20 months, it still isn't anything like 1 baby.

I mentioned to Conor that we should do this more often and he agreed. But his idea of hanging with a baby is having them watch Soccer together....hahhaaha. And mine is shopping. SO I guess maybe we need to think about some activity we can do with 1 baby each.

the facebook issue

A few weeks ago, Conor, in his personal email, got a request to join MY highschool facebook group. I did not receive said email even though I have had the same personal yahoo email for almost 10 years. And it is an easy name to remember and all the people I went to highschool with have said email cause 10 years ago I was still friends with most of them.

I have not joined but lurked. There were 36 kids in my high school graduating class. I was a HAVE. I had lots of friends, played sports and slutted around in my catholic school girl plaid skirt. The people on the facebook account are all those folks I was friends with, whom of which 4 I dont find totally idiotic or ridiculous. So of the 8 people who joined the group, 1 was a tortured have not by the other 7 people on there and the 7 people on there have conversations regularly and keep in touch without facebook so I kinda don't really get it.

I will not join until I get an email to my email account. It is my bitchy way of being a bitch about it. I have nothing to say to these people and by default I really honestly think they don't get why they are the only ones that joined the group, they are a tight group and HS is spoken of regularly. Now, there are about 3-4 people I like, so don't get me wrong, but they sent the invite to MY HUSBAND. There were 36 of us. Come one people, Conor isn't Jenny....

What do you think? My wanting to join is to be a big ass bitch. And I know there are several people who will not even talk to me, even though they regularly read my family blog. There are people, who I have known since kindergarden, who moved to NC, but never even offered to come visit or stop by even though they drove by our house. There are people, I literally have been at parties with and not spoken to, the entire time. When I got my referral, I went to a christening with folks from HS, I didn't even tell some people and the picture of my girls got passed around. I still send everyone a christmas card, cause well, I really don't know why we don't speak anymore nor do I care but 1 upping someone like that is important to me in my tit for tat ways.

I guess....I don't know. What do you think? Join, don't join, wait til I actually get an email. I have no desire to have a facebook account really, cause I know where all my friends are. And in a class of 36, where only about 10 of them were your friends and you ignored or were mean to the other 26, is it worth it?

Hello Kitty

I haven't brought these out in a long time. But the girls loved hanging out in Hello Kitty for the afternoon. Dress up clothes will be for Christmas....and notice the identicalness....and the pictures sucks...flash and dark and noise.

quick observation

Has anyone noticed that the Kraft Parmesan Cheese in the green container (the girls eat this stuff on almost all their food) has gone from 2.99 a package to 4.99 a package, even at target it is 4.99.

I mean, we can go through this in a week. 5 bucks? The generic brand (I hate generic, I am a brand snob) is still 2.99. There is no difference between the 2 I realize this and am considering buying the cheap one and putting it in the green package to trick the girls and myself. (actually, I am just buying the real stuff at whole food and putting it in the shaker thing) the girls have to have the green container....CHEEEZE...it has to be the green cheese.

4.99! 2 freaking dollars. Almost double...I guess it is 66% higher. I just don't get it. Nope not at all.

friday thoughts

Mia and Cams got their hair cut yesterday. Nothing major, just a trim. Cam got a stacked bob. It is too cute. Mimi literally only 1/8 of an inch and a bang cleanup to make growing them out easier.

Here is the problem. Mimi is loosing her baby hair. I noticed a few weeks ago a giant chunk of hair missing. And then about 2 inches was broken off during a pull the hairbow out. Mia has new growth, alot of it, all around her head. If you do piggies, you see all this short new stuff coming in. The hairdresser said it was normal, that her baby hair is being replaced but I really hope it stops soon, cause her hair is getting super ratty and I worry about putting piggies in now.

The girls are looking identical again. Big time. Have no idea why.

The old nanny keeps emailing and asking to see the girls. I don't want her in my house, so I may have to meet her at some weird clown event.

Cams has taken to, if she wants something Mia is playing with, sitting on her lap so Mimi has no access to it. And Mims is pinned. Also, if Mia or Cams are near each other with  toy the other one wants...forget it. Screaming and throwing ensues.

Conor is starting into his travel season and soccer again. Last night was discussions on how I am such a bitch about soccer. And how now, the fields are even further away. And that 4 hours of Conor gone on a saturday sucks for me. I am a baby and well...I need to tone it down. But spending 50+ hours on my own with the girls all week and then with C traveling on top of that makes me crazy. so weekends are my respite. I said that maybe with school and the break from the girls that I won't be such a bitch about it..maybe.

Mia has moved into not eating anything except pasta or rice, unless it is on my plate. She will eat meat, fish, chicken, hot food, spicy food, off my plate. I have decided to not make a big deal and just feed her as much off my plate I can. That way I know she ate something. (it is a horrible habit but I eat about 45 minutes prior to the girls. We don't eat as a family yet cause C doesn't get home from work til 6 and the girls eat at 5)

I am tired. I am feeling on the mend. The girls are tired. We are all in need of a nice weekend. ---

6 little girls

This week was slammed with preparations. Cleaning the house, cooking, shopping, cleaning, cooking, shopping....sleeping.

Nicki and Family arrived Tuesday morning at Em's house. The girls and I headed over early. We met Kim and her little girl there. It was a free for all....kids everywhere. Fruit and Bagels everywhere and friends gathered that all had a connection through blog world and their children.

Later in the day, the clan headed over to my house for a traditional NC BBQ supper and play time and a sleep over.

All in all there were 6 baby girls from Viet Nam. Mimi, Cams and Addy (2yrs adopted in 2006); Zoe (15mn adopted in 2007) and Marin and Lulu (13 and 15 mnths adopted in 2008). They all got along and played and played and played. They all threw food (maybe not addy!) and screamed with joy. Most of the folks at the dinner, we see regularly, but Nicki well, having known her for almost 2.5 years through blogging, she slipped into the mix without any effort and we talked and talked and had a wonderful time. The connection of Viet Nam and adopting is a powerful one. And we are all different in our interests and hobbies and family situations, with different kids, from different parts of Viet Nam, Far North to Deep South, yet the connection is still there.

And now we have more friends and the girls have another playmate (though 1/2 way across the country) and we look forward to meeting again soo soon.

*I got no pictures, I was soo busy, lets hope someone got something of all these girls together.

pool

We had a pool party to attend on Sat. I was worried cause the girls usually bolt toward the pool and I can't manage them on my own nor can Conor. I wore the bathing suit which looks the best on me, which meant my boobs were hanging out all over and I had to wear a t-shirt cause I was all out and about....

But after seeing the kids in their life jackets and how the girls loved it, it sealed the deal that we will join the neighborhood pool (well not our neighborhood, we don't have one but a neighborhood close by).

The only thing is this. I really need to potty train the girls. Really really. I start, the girls get pissed and we stop. SO, swim diapers. While eating pizza, cams...PEE EVERYWHERE. THen she peed all over Conor and then Mimi eating cake, PEE everywhere. Crazy all over!

Here are some pics from the party. I also scored 2 daily tea dresses on sale at a boutique yesterday! 10 dollars each, it is like a revolution in sales over here! (the dresses are huge, size 2, so I can use them next year as well)

sickness does not become me

I lost it today.

We went for a walk. We are all still freaking sick but I am on the mend. The girls have reached the limit of staying in the house so walk and park it was. Some other parent got my kids sick with their sick kid so fuck it.

I brought my camera. I got the picture bug back. We walked for 45 minutes and headed to the park. I have: My camera, ipod, phone, 4 sippy cups, 2 bottles of water, crunchie bowls, assorted other crap, in the stroller.

Some smart ass 7 year old proceeds to drive the little tykes car with his 4 year old sister in it, clear into my 500 dollar bob stroller. And I SCREAMED at him. DON'T HIT MY STROLLER. and then more politely. PLEASE Don't hit my stroller. He was sorry, his 15 year old care giver was mortified and I gathered up the girls cause I was mortified that I had made such a scene.

Though, I do know, if I had said nothing my stroller could have easily been knocked right over or a tire popped or something damaged. I walked home thinking to myself, what a bitchy, mean mom* I am. But I am sick...and I have an excuse.

I need to be well now...for a few weeks and not yell at other people's kids.

*although I totally played with some other kid and gave her a turn on the fish rocking thing and pushed her even, so maybe I am just imbalanced.