So, 13 months, to the day, Addison got up on her feet and just started walking - to my amazement..to Eric's amazement. It was as if she said, "What? You didn't know I could do this?" And Jackson is still flinging himself forward for a few steps and then falling down. He just looks at Addison like, "How are you doing that?" He can still crawl much faster than she walks but it's pretty incredible. She's a little person now. We think the key to the walking is her new shoes. They are pink and silver running shoes...the cutest things ever. Her previous shoes had a putrid smell, because of which, we were calling her snaggle foot. But she's earned a new nickname...she's our walking princess.
We finally got a gate put in at the top of the stairs, so the twins can roam around on the hardwood floors. They LOVE the sound they can make on it. It sure beats the boring carpet that doesn't make any noise.
Last weekend was our first forray into the backyard now that they move. And it was quite a job for the parents! Every rock, stick, leaf, old piece of dog poop...went right into their mouths. Jackson found a hole and he just sat himself in it and giggled. It's a whole new world with them now. We are loving it!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
The Blog Must Go On
Dear Addison:
Happy Birthday Sweetheart! On your first birthday, you were a beautiful princess. You wore the dress that your cousin Juliana wore at your mommy and daddy's wedding. You were very sociable and the happiest little girl in the world. You are a studier. You just sit and stare at people. I would love to know what you are thinking about. Both your daddy and I hope you stay happy like this forever. You are so smart. You are already so independent. You like to feed yourself and when you're done eating, you just spit out whatever is in your mouth. You love your glow worm and your "bankie" and thumb. If you have a bottle and your bankie is near by, it's hard for you to decide whether to drink the bottle or suck your thumb. You are our baby girl.
For the next year, I hope you continue exploring your world and continue to be so happy and I hope you always know that giving mommy and daddy hugs are the best gifts in the whole world!
Dear Jackson:
Happy Birthday! You are a little mover and shaker. You don't have time to sit still with so much new stuff to explore and destroy. You love to crawl and you are so fast. You've taken a few steps several times, but just enough to get your mommy and daddy all excited. You love to clap and throw balls to anyone who is willing to catch them. And you LOVE to swing! We think you should be getting dizzy, but you never do. You just giggle and your hair moves in the wind. You are such a little boy. You have a blankie, but it only seems like you have it because your sister has one. You can't quite seem to figure out why you have it. You're just like your mommy when it comes to sitting still: you can't! And you don't sleep well like your mommy too. You always have to be moving.
For the next year, I hope you learn to look before you leap...mostly so you don't get hurt and freak mommy out. I hope you keep your sense of humor, and, just like your sister, give mommy and daddy hugs cuz that's the best there is!
The twins are 1.....(insert gamut of emotions). We all made it, mostly intact. What I've learned in this one year is more than I've learned in the 30+ previous ones combined. There is one particular piece about being a mom that nobody shared with me, which I find most fascinating and frustrating. It's the whole notion that I've learned as much about myself as I have about the twins. The relationship you have with yourself becomes so much more intense and you realize that every action you have has critical reactions.
In the last few weeks, the twins have learned to wave, and to copy people coughing and to give kisses and hugs. And I've learned that they learn more ways to melt my heart each day.
They are already becoming little individuals and it's so fun to see them interact with each other now. They make each other giggle. They make each other cry. They make each other bleed...ok, there hasn't actually been blood, but Addison has bitten Jackson out of frustration and I just couldn't blame her.
Happy Birthday Sweetheart! On your first birthday, you were a beautiful princess. You wore the dress that your cousin Juliana wore at your mommy and daddy's wedding. You were very sociable and the happiest little girl in the world. You are a studier. You just sit and stare at people. I would love to know what you are thinking about. Both your daddy and I hope you stay happy like this forever. You are so smart. You are already so independent. You like to feed yourself and when you're done eating, you just spit out whatever is in your mouth. You love your glow worm and your "bankie" and thumb. If you have a bottle and your bankie is near by, it's hard for you to decide whether to drink the bottle or suck your thumb. You are our baby girl.
For the next year, I hope you continue exploring your world and continue to be so happy and I hope you always know that giving mommy and daddy hugs are the best gifts in the whole world!
Dear Jackson:
Happy Birthday! You are a little mover and shaker. You don't have time to sit still with so much new stuff to explore and destroy. You love to crawl and you are so fast. You've taken a few steps several times, but just enough to get your mommy and daddy all excited. You love to clap and throw balls to anyone who is willing to catch them. And you LOVE to swing! We think you should be getting dizzy, but you never do. You just giggle and your hair moves in the wind. You are such a little boy. You have a blankie, but it only seems like you have it because your sister has one. You can't quite seem to figure out why you have it. You're just like your mommy when it comes to sitting still: you can't! And you don't sleep well like your mommy too. You always have to be moving.
For the next year, I hope you learn to look before you leap...mostly so you don't get hurt and freak mommy out. I hope you keep your sense of humor, and, just like your sister, give mommy and daddy hugs cuz that's the best there is!
The twins are 1.....(insert gamut of emotions). We all made it, mostly intact. What I've learned in this one year is more than I've learned in the 30+ previous ones combined. There is one particular piece about being a mom that nobody shared with me, which I find most fascinating and frustrating. It's the whole notion that I've learned as much about myself as I have about the twins. The relationship you have with yourself becomes so much more intense and you realize that every action you have has critical reactions.
In the last few weeks, the twins have learned to wave, and to copy people coughing and to give kisses and hugs. And I've learned that they learn more ways to melt my heart each day.
They are already becoming little individuals and it's so fun to see them interact with each other now. They make each other giggle. They make each other cry. They make each other bleed...ok, there hasn't actually been blood, but Addison has bitten Jackson out of frustration and I just couldn't blame her.
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