I wonder if the neighbors caught that?

Wow! It's been *weeks* since I last blogged. I was a little worried I might have forgotten my password! ;o) Here's a quick update of the past six-ish weeks:

1. My toes were very sad and took a long time to heal.
2. 5 out of 6 of us had a bad stomach flu (I miraculously came out of it unscathed minus getting puked on by my oldest).
3. All of us then had a really, really bad head cold.
4. One of our dearest "couple" friends moved out of state and I tried my best to get every moment we could in with them.
5. The 49ers didn't make it to the Superbowl.
6. My husband switched careers.
7. I've felt like a basket case on many occasions.
8. My toes finally healed and I got to enjoy flip flops yesterday (I felt that gorgeous day was just for me.).

Now on to what got me back to blogging. Let me set the scene for you. It's late morning here at the house. My girl is at school and my first born boy is at his grandparents' house. I am in my kitchen talking on the phone to my sis and looking out the window while the littlest guys play. I suddenly see this blur run by and I realize it's Twin #2. The phone is quickly hung up mid conversation and flung onto the couch as I sprint for the door which is wide open. I would like to interject that we have a safety cover over the door knob which was locked and I'm pretty sure the door was bolted as well. Twin #1 is on the porch playing with a truck and Twin #2 is running across the lawn, with one rain boot on, squealing with delight that I have discovered him in the midst of his mischief. *There truly is never a dull moment around here*. After depositing the lil' stinkers back in the house I went to investigate how in the world they managed to escape. Twin #2 (who I'm convinced will be a spy someday...) apparently squeezed the cover until it popped off, unlocked both locks and released himself and his counterpart.

Later on as I'm looking out the very same window the thought crosses my mind, "I wonder how that looked to the neighbors?"

Tonight's project will be purchasing and installing a lock way up high on the door where little fingers can't reach.

Do Over

Can I please have a "do over" today??? It's been a challenge...

Pizza

Homemade pizza and a glass of 2 Buck Chuck make for a nice evening and relaxed momma! I have to admit that I have become narcissistic-ly addicted to my simple cheese and 1/2 pepperoni pizza.

(it's a little sad that this is my first post in a while, but all the same...)

Mayhem & Chaos

I think that is my new nicknames for the twins. ;o)

(Sorry, Mom! But's it's better than Thing 1 & Thing 2, right?)

Did I really say that??

"J, did you pee on the fence? If you're going to pee out here, please do it in the dirt and not on my new fence."

One of the phrases I never thought I would say. :)

Stardate 12180.9

"Parenthood...the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Zukowski Tribe..."

When the twins were born we had a chart for each one documenting when the last feeding was and how much they ate, sleeping times and if someone was having an extraordinary rough time. This was mostly because there was no way we could keep track of feedings and naps on our own in the ridiculous state of sleep deprivation we were experiencing. I started the documentation of "extraordinary rough times" mostly because it seemed to me that either A) someone was always miserable or B) I had completely lost my mind for good. As it turned out it was mostly A. With two fussy babies on hand someone always was insanely upset over something. Lately I've found myself tempted to start the "extraordinary rough times" log again because either A) one or the other is miserable or B) I have completely lost my mind for good. Let's hope it's A!

Broke Through the Barrier!

Last night was a rough night of sleep for the littlest ones and I was at my wits end! However, we achieved a 2 hr 45 min nap today! Woo hoo! I was able to rest too and feel a bit more human.

The end.

Napping Blues

***WARNING*** Very burned out mom needing to vent right now!

Nap time at our house these days sucks. Period. For reasons unknown C is waking early crying and then wakes his brother. They have napped just long enough to want to be awake, but not long enough to make them happy. Consequently I have had days of cranky kids and am turning into a really cranky mommy.

Oh precious, long, nap time, please return to my household!

Lastly...

In case you were wondering, the kids are all doing good. My girl is wrapping up her Kinder year of school (sob!), my boy is busy as ever being a boy, but loves to cook with his mama, and the littlest boys are into EVERYTHING! They are tall (90% in height for their age) and therefore can reach most things and like to climb whatever they can scale.

Whose life is this anyways?? Oh yeah, mine. And most days I love it!




For the love of Pete I'm finally going to de-stink-ify myself!

So much to do....

I was reflecting on the things I need to get done while the babies nap: shower (a very necessary evil), bake cookies (for a thing tonight) and put together the bank deposit. Annoyingly, these will take up most of nap time and then it's off to get my girl. The things that should be on this list are: mop floor, clean bathrooms, dust, vacuum and continue to organize personal finances...blah, blah, blah. (somehow laundry is "caught up" for a couple of days!)

Not quite sure why I felt the need to post this random, monotonous stuff, but there you have it! Probably because this is the repetitive life that I lead right now. I am grateful for visits from precious friends and moments of playing and laughing with my kids that make it all okay.

Music to my ears

The twins have taken to chasing each other around the house and giggling out of control when they catch one another. I just love that sound!

Another sound I *love* is hearing my firstborn son talking to the boys like I do, "You're okay. There's nothing wrong with you..." ;o)

No Use Crying Over Spilled Milk

That saying was quite literal in our house last Monday. My little mutants have become quite clever (especially Thing #2!) and now know how to open the refrigerator door. I had been trying for about a week to keep taking him away from the fridge, saying no, yada, yada, yada. And then we became the reason Safety First was created. As we were running around the house getting ready to get out the door to the twins' one year check up (2 months late!), I head into the kitchen because it had become unnaturally quiet. The scene that lay before me was the fridge door wide open, a lake of milk on the floor, Thing #1 sitting in it with a big grin on his face and Thing #2 holding the now half empty gallon milk container that started off pretty full. How he twisted the lid off in the first place will forever remain a mystery. I called for my man to get the babes feeling so grateful he was home while I resignedly trudged to get lots of old towels to clean up the mess.

We promptly put a fridge lock on that day! :oD

Sweet Innocence

There is something so wonderfully innocent about a baby. As I was getting the babies down for their nap, J fell asleep while I was giving C his bottle. I finished off the first babe and put him down for the count. Baby #2 was sacked out sucking on his pup-pup (he never took to a binky!). As I took out the soaked puppy blanket, his little mouth kept working until I replaced it with his bottle. So sweet, so innocent. I treasure moments like these.

Grandma

My Grandma sent me a txt today. It was a picture of her decked out in her Chicago Bears gear. She is too precious and it made my morning. :) I just love that lady!

Go Bears!!!