seven months

Seven months...

Sweet 'n' Lo

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dropping the ball

Remember this one time I had a blog? Oh yeah, me either. But, look at that, I do. And these baby girls are growing so quickly and moving too fast for me to capture all these memories in my heart. So I need to do it here. So I will remember. 

I seriously feel like 'twin brain' (plus moving?!?) has taken it's toll on this already scatterbrained mind and made it something I can't even explain. I put my {non-toxic, child-safe}counter cleaner in the refrigerator the other day and then looked everywhere for it because I just had it. Last night, I got a bowl and lid out of the cupboard, filled it with leftovers, put on the lid, and put it back in the cabinet. I missed my friend's baby shower for her second baby because I mixed the date up with our other friend's baby's first birthday party. {Don't worry, Aime, I'll be there. Or do worry. No, don't worry. I'll have Warner remind me. Does this count as my RSVP?!?} To make it worse, a friend texted me to ask of I was going to the shower on the day of the shower and, as P-dubs and I were moving our hundredth box, I responded,  'yes!' all enthusiastically not even realizing it was that day. {Love you, Jenna. And your sweet Savannah-bean. Please forgive me.} I didn't even realize I missed it until I found the invitations for both events days later as I unpacked a box. Talk about feeling bad. And then I was a week off on my dates for a whole week and missed a consignment sale I was planning to go to {which was really sad because I had to miss the multiples consignment sale because we were all in Florida for my brother's graduation from film school}. Oy. 

BUT both of my babies are alive and well and adorably silly. And we survived our first move as a family. {So.much.stuff in one little townhouse!} Yup. We moved. Sometimes I still can't believe it. {I was convinced we were going to live there until the girls could drive. Which they will never be allowed to do.}  There is still an unbelievable amount of stuff to do. And it's slow going with two very busy baby girls. But for now I'm just feeling so blessed and thankful. The sisters are thrilled with the new space and they don't care if pictures are hung yet. I just love them.

The other night, as  I sat down for the first time in about 18 hours, my mom looked over and said, 'Hey, you haven't done your blog thingy in awhile.' Which was true because when would I have had the time to do my blog thingy.  But in the flurry of packing and unpacking and cleaning and putting away and trips to Lowe's and traveling for graduations and meeting new cousins and more unpacking and mountains of boxes and packing paper, these girls turned 10 months which might as well be 22 years. In the time it took to pack up a life, they've decided to grow up and climb stairs and sleep through the night and and laugh at each other and play peek-a-boo and give up pacifiers and dance to music. I'm loving every second. I'm just afraid that, after the dust settles, I won't remember these seconds. And I so desperately want to remember. The way they smell so sweet and give sloppy kisses and 'chase' each other in a hilariously slow way and screech with glee for any and all food and then silently and very seriously eat it like big girls. I guess a lot of people just write these things in baby books but, to be honest, I don't know where they are right now and I'm much too busy watching two tiny girls discover a million new things to go searching in a stack of boxes.

And, yes, Charleigh Grace is licking that picture frame. Quirky child. 

thursday things...on a tuesday

...because I have absolutely no idea what day it is and can't keep track of much these days. I was really hoping it was Friday. But I guess it's Tuesday.

1.  We are moving. {Hopefully.} What?!? Not moving far but into a house that is a little more suitable for two children crawling all over the place. The three-level, two-staircase, small-playing-space, opposite-of-open-floor-plan townhouse isn't cutting it lately. This is one factor contributing to my total lack of awareness about what day/time/state I'm in. Which leads to...

2.  My husband WANTS me to get Pinterest. He literally said yesterday. 'Did you get Pinterest? Did you pin anything today?!' To which I said, 'No.' I refuse to get Pinterest because I think I would spend too much time looking at a million ideas and not doing any of them. He argues that I should get it so I'm at least getting ideas.  I moved into the townhouse when we got married and it was already furnished and decorated. {P-dubs bought it that way. Smart little bachelor.} Not really how I would decorate it but it was decorated. Since we weren't planning on staying here forever, I didn't really attempt to change much. The only room I changed was the girls' nursery. It's also the only room I love. So now that we're moving and I can do anything I want, he thinks I should have all these ideas 'pinned' and ready. I do not.

3.  I spilled a whole peach milk shake in my lap. On my phone. Which led to my side of the conversation being really muffled whenever I called someone. Which then led to me yelling when I needed to talk to someone. And then, suddenly, my phone worked again but I got into the habit of talking really loud. I was talking to P-dubs at one point yesterday and he said, 'I think it sounds even louder than before you spilled on it.' Oh, no. That would just be because I'm still half-yelling when I talk to anyone. {So if you call me, I apologize.}

4.  I took the plunge and bought two amber teething necklaces for the girls. I've read a lot about them but the proof will be in the pudding. {Not literally in the pudding. But I could go for some right now.} After much research, I ended up buying the necklaces from Inspired by Finn. They seem to be very reputable and have lots of positive feedback. If anyone out there is itching to try these, you can use the discount code DM25 until August 16 for 25% off your order. People use amber for a lot of different reasons, too--arthritis, back aches, etc. Let me know if you try any of their products. My mom thinks they're a little hocus-pocus-y {not a word}. We shall see. I'll let you know if they seem to make a difference for the sisters. 

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5.  We received some certified mail today. Snoop Dog delivered it. Or his long lost twin. Apparently, you don't have to wear any sort of uniform to deliver certified mail? Never would have known.  Excuuuuuse me. Snoop Lion?!? I stand corrected. 

6.  While the girls were napping today, I had the TV on as I ran around trying to get as much done as possible before one or both woke up.  It was Dr. Phil and he was talking with couples who have open marriages. I could not even fathom the crazy that was coming out of that TV. So, so strange. I should have taken the time to switch to the Olympics.

7. I made this for dinner tonight. It's kind of like homemade Hamburger Helper. I'm not a big Hamburger Helper fan but P-dubs sure is. I made it a little healthier by using ground turkey instead of ground beef and Greek yogurt instead of the sour cream.

8. Speaking of Greece, don't you just love the Olympics?!? Thank you, Greece. For that and Greek yogurt.