Yesterday, the little ones and I were grocery shopping. Fiasco. Every time, it's a fiasco. The babes do great...it's just a spectacle. I put them in the stroller, then STUFF the basket underneath full of our groceries. I also carry a basket on my arm for eggs, bread, etc that would not survive the underbelly. Well, I was in the produce section, completely loaded down, staring off into space trying to picture my grocery list (that was laying safely on my kitchen counter), when an older man was suddenly right in my face. He smiled, touched my shoulder and said, "My twin girls are 31...you will survive.". So nice, so timely, so sad that I looked like I thought I might not!!!
Dan was gone this weekend...we should all take a moment and say a prayer for single moms. My. Couple alone, with the girls not sleeping well, and it was a long weekend! We did fine, there were no catastrophes, but I am glad we are a we. They may have watched more than the usual 20 minutes of Baby Einstein per day. They're super smart now...
The girls have changed so much in the last 10 days. They are both crawling all over. Both can go from crawling to sitting. Both "waving". (You kinda have to hallucinate, cross your eyes, and nod your head, but I swear, it's a wave.) Lauren is pulling up on most anything (crib, couches, the step up into the entry way). It's just crazy!
I love that they get to go places together now...Kate is just as quick!
We are getting excited to go 'home' for the 4th of July! There's just nothing better than small town holidays! We'll take in the parade, BBQ, and fireworks...and if it's not 114 in the shade, maybe more.
(It's a peeled apple...weird coloring...)