I Think He's Got It

– I's modelling. 'Dis me practicing my serious yet casual pose.



- How I doin'?

Mommy note: Due to our laundry circumstances and today's weather (cold), I've had to resort to pulling 12 month size clothes out of our reserves so the boys can wear something with sleeves – and once again, they fit pretty well actually. At least these super cute rugby style jerseys do, so they're going in the regular closet right away. Nate was unavailable for photos today due to teething sadnesses, but I'll try to take pics of them again in the near future in these shirts (which are coordinating, not matching btw) because they really are super cute.

- L.

Today We're 2 x 2 Months + 2 x 2 Weeks Old

2 x 2 months + 2 x 2 weeks = 1 special occasion. I can't believe I almost missed it!

Of course, there's no better way to celebrate all this twosie-ness than with my 2 favorite photos ever of my 2 best guys.



Talk about a proud mama! I look like the cat who ate the canary.



Same cat here, but a lipstick kiss is also a nice touch as it turns out.

My mom (who takes art direction very well apparently) was the photographer behind these great shots, btw.

- L.

Wet.

We're now on the 12th day of teething and so far no sign of white, but today there were plenty of tears from wee Nate. Infant Tylenol did not cut it, Baby Oragel had no effect, and the chilled teether did doodlysquat.

I tried everything I could think of to soothe those sore gums, but in the end all I could do was try to soothe my baby as he cried. And cried. And cried.

I took this shortly after the rain stopped.



As you can see, those are some very wet lashes on my poor little guy. : (

In the end, despite the rocking and the gentle "shhh-ing" and reassurances that, "it will be OK", I think he just plain wore himself out.



How I wish those teeth would get here already.

- L.

This Is Not A Blog About Laundry

This is not a blog about laundry.
This is not a blog about laundry.
This is not a blog about laundry.
This is not a blog about laundry.
This is not a blog about laundry.

It's a baby blog – honest! With video. So... enjoy!



This one's of Nate, making his incredibly cute gurgling sound. He makes this sound a lot. Seth does not make this sound. I can't make this sound and M. can't really manage it either. It's definitely a Nate thing. It reminds me vaguely of something I heard in a movie once, but I can't think of which one.

Oh, and also he has the hiccups. Super-cute.



This one's of Seth getting an impromptu head and face massage. With feet. He doesn't seem overly perturbed and Nate finds it all quite funny.

- L.

Laundry Watch 2010 | Status Remains At Red Alert

I think I can. I think I can.

– The Little Engine That Could

The end result of Ol' Lonely's visit this morning is that the drain pump on the washer needs replacing – although it's still getting the job done for now, it makes a terrible noise and really could stop functioning at any time. The heating element on the dryer is also broken. He felt the smoky smell probably came from the element and since it's broken there's no longer any danger in running the machine – but of course there's no heat, so that's not going to do us much good.

I've been picking up coils of metal like this off the floor around the machines all morning and being thankful Nate and Seth aren't mobile toddlers yet:



Yeah, it's pretty broken.

It looks like it will be a few days to get in parts if our landlords decide to go with a repair vs. new machines (although I imagine new machines will also take a few days to coordinate), so in the meantime I'm washing what I can and hoping we can sneak downstairs to do some furtive late-night drying tonight before the new tenants move in. So far, the little bums remain covered in cloth and I've got my fingers crossed for sunny skies over the next few days so I can line dry as much as possible because I think I can make this work if the weather will cooperate.

I'm definitely feeling a kinship with that little red engine of late.

- L.

Brother, Can You Lend A Hand?

OK, enough of this laundry business. How about some cute babies instead?



– So I had this idea Nate.
– Hmmm... not sure I like the sound of that actually.



– First I take my hand outta my mouth and I put it over here near your hand.
– I see.



– Then I grab your hand and I drag it over here.
– I'm with you so far.



– Then I move it in a little closer...
– I have a feeling I know where this is going.



– ... and I try to shove your hand and my hand into my mouth at the same time!
– I have to say this was rather anticlimactic Seth.



– How was it for you?
– Not nearly as tasty as I'd hoped Nate. Not nearly as tasty as I'd hoped.

- L.

Laundry Watch 2010 | Current Status: Red Alert

We're officially upgrading our status from Yellow to Red since our landlords are painting and such in the suite downstairs so that means we are officially without functioning laundry facilities until tomorrow morning when the lonely Maytag Man (AKA Ol' Lonely) is supposed to be making an appearance. I did manage to get a load of diapers washed last night in our coffee-grinder wash machine and am desperately trying to line dry this afternoon despite the thundershower warning. I'm really missing those rockin' machines downstairs in the meantime. I had forgotten what a full size set is capable of and honestly am considering some kind of medal for myself for persevering with cloth diapering twins using our little 24" machines for as long as I have.

Or a trip to the asylum.

Let's just say I'm glad I didn't know any better when I started out on this venture and I'm going to do my best to forget what I've learned in the past couple of days.

On the upside, it looks like we'll have new neighbors soon. I wonder if they have any idea that they're moving in beneath a family with twins or if they'll just be finding out the hard way – like at 7 AM on a Saturday morning, perhaps.

- L.