I've decided to boycott dishes

Seriously. Washing dishes is dangerous business. Just ask the poor big toe on my right foot. There it was minding it's own business. Really just doing it's job of supporting this tired body of mine while I wash a sink full of dishes. And then, wham-o! It gets squished and lacerated by the rim of the metal bowl that is being dried and has fallen out of my hands. (Talk about a freak accident! Couldn't the bowl have landed on the nice, soft rubber side???)

"Mean metal bowl. How dare it jump out of that nice lady's hands? Sure she's over-tired and a bit clumsy, but that bowl should know better and hold on extra tight." (This is my big toe talking...)

Now the poor big toe has been surgically glued, wrapped and a ridiculous shoe has been placed on it's foot. The right arm isn't too thrilled either since it had to endure a tetanus shot.

I think I need to avoid washing dishes for a least week. It's in my doctor's orders. ;o)

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. :)

Day 1 of Homework = Success

Day 1 went very well and smooth! I don't feel as intimidated or stressed out by it.

Woo hoo!

Homework!!!

Apparently homework starts this week. I was really hoping for one more week without it and for some reason I'm feeling really stressed. Probably because this house is *really* stressful in the latter part of the day.

Boo.

Tuesday Morning Minus 2 Kids

The school year has begun and so I now have a 1st grader and a preschooler. What that means is that 2 mornings a week I "only" have 2 kids at home. As easy as this sounds they are the 2 most challenging in this house still. ;o)

In becoming a preschooling mom again I have met a fellow mom of twins who has at least one older child. Her twins are just a couple of months younger than mine, but there are some distinct differences between she and I. The first thing I noticed was that she appeared to be freshly showered and made-up. The next was that she looked relatively "thin" and physically unscathed from the ordeal of carrying twins (of course she probably has way more self-control in the eating dept than I do!). While I would jokingly love to say that I "hate" her for this, it's *so* comforting to have weekly contact with someone who's walking in my shoes.

Hope you are having a good start to your school year!

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!