Watch out for the Double-Wide

O.k. so I have two kids under two and I have a double-wide stroller (two double-wide strollers actually). And you would think that because I live in Utah this would go without notice, but not true. I love to catch the expression on peoples faces as they see me coming. In fact, I've started a little game with myself where I bet whether they will have the expression of shock and horror or pure pity. (So far I have a 60% average, which I think is pretty good.) The pure pity people will usually comment like, "wow, you've got your hands full." or "how far apart are they?" The shock and horrors have a different reaction. They either run the other direction or the sneer and turn their heads in disgust.

The other day one of the shock and horrors did their typical sneer and turn as we were both trying to make our way through a set of double doors. And let me be honest I would have been a shock and horror a few short years ago. But...this particular shock and horror decided to take an extra step in their disgust in my situation and promptly let the first set of double doors slam into me and my double-wide. Well I'm a nimble little mother and I made fast work of the steps between the doors and quickly rammed my double-wide into the back of that shock and horrors ankle. Normally I am not a violent person, but damn it would it kill people to hold the door for someone.

Urban Sledding

If urban camping is when you start a fire in your fire pit and sit around in your back yard drinking beer, then urban sledding must be when you sit in a sled and have your dad pull you around the front yard.

Duck, Duck, Goose

Recently I tried to take Finn to see the goose (Toddler don't speak plurals) at Sugar House Park, but apparently they had flown south for the winter because there wasn't a goose to be found. Finn was completely disappointed and only stopped crying when I told him that all of the goose were sleeping. Unfortunately he developed a little obsession and every time we got into the car he would talk about the goose and how it was sleeping. Lucky for us the goose at Wheeler Farms are too fat to fly south and we finally were able to go see the goose and a few ducks too.

The Ultimate Recording Device

If you are ever curious about how you sound and the words you say, just hang out with a toddler for a while. Finn started saying "stop it" recently. I thought where does he come up with this stuff and quickly told him that was not a nice thing to say. About three seconds later I heard myself yelling "stop it" at Max. Some of his other new phrases are "where are you" and "what are you doing." My favorite is when he stands at the top of the stairs and yells "Brad" at the top of his lungs in order to get his dad's attention. All I can say is that it's a miracle he doesn't stand at the top of the stairs and yell, "Brad, get your ass up here." Maybe next month.

Two and Two

Having two kids under two is not easy and Harper is putting an exclamation point on it. She's a healthy little bundle and in spite of her acid reflux, during her first two months of life she's managed to gain five pounds. Her favorite thing to do is cry, but she knows exactly when to turn on the charm. Just when I think my eardrums might burst from one of her whaling sessions, she will pull out a fantastic smile that completely melts my heart. It's unbelievable that she is already past the two month mark. So far we've decided that she has her dad's hair and her brother's lung capacity.