Friday, January 15, 2010

Pierced!






After months of gentle prodding by Jillian, and more than a few times of my backing out, Jillian finally got her ears pierced tonight.






She had been asking for this for at least a year. I told her when she was potty-trained we would get them done for her. She became potty-trained and I still wasn't ready, so I told her when she was three she could have them done. Since her third birthday has come and gone, and she still seemed more than eager for earrings, we decided tonight was the night. She, along with her big cousin Ava, made the trek to the mall for the big event.






Both girls did absolutely great. Neither one of them cried, or flinched even. And, they did each ear individually instead of both at the same time. She's so proud of herself and I'm proud of her too!






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I'm always chuckling at the things Max and Jillian say. It seems like they always have some sort of story to tell. The best part is that they love doling out compliments and I, of course, am always willing to take them - especially if they come from these two. Tonight, Jillian and I were cuddling in bed. She started stroking my eyebrows. She said: "Your eyebrows. They are so beautiful on you." Adorable, right? "They look just like Pappap's". Thanks a lot, kid. Needless to say, I'm going to find a place to get them waxed first thing in the morning!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

A letter to little tikes CEO, my hero





















Dear little tikes CEO,












Thank you for inventing the little tikes bounce house. In just one day alone, you have brought peace to our family. No other toy has entered our house thus far and kept the attention of our twins for THREE WHOLE HOURS! Sure, the hum of the fan continually blowing air to keep the bounce house bounceable is mildly mind-numbing and my living room looks like Knoebels, but it's a price I'll gladly pay to avoid being the Gravedigger monster truck for the 7,943th time. Or to reenact the ending to Cinderella for the 9,241th time. As I write this letter, our twins are slumbering as they are completely exhausted from a morning of bouncing. I'm excited about the possibilities the bounce house will bring to our happy home. Maybe they can bounce while I read a book. Paint my nails. Make a quiche. Talk on the phone. Paint the downstairs. Okay, maybe I am getting a bit carried away, but I just love the brilliance of our own bounce house.












Keep up the good work,












Jenn K.












Seriously, what a fabulous idea we had for Max and Jillian's 3rd birthday present. While a bit enormous in size, this bounce house is an incredible occupier! While we have it set up in the house for their birthday today, it'll be great for spring and summer outside activities (and just test me to see if I won't keep it in the house just a wee bit longer).












Besides bouncing the day away, we did make time for our Kindermusik class this morning, where we shared birthday cupcakes with their classmates. Tonight, we'll have a little celebration with Mammam and Pappap, Grammy and Poppop, Auntie and Uncle Nate, Emma, Ava and Colton. Jillie is already asking if she can hold Colton and sing "Up on the Housetop" to him. Hopefully, her birthday wish will be granted.

Monday, January 11, 2010

We're back....


...wow! Three amazing years have gone by since I've added anything to this blog. But I've decided to resurrect it; I'm not a scrapbooker and feel a bit guilty that I don't have anything like a scrapbook to show the kids as they get older (the thousands of pictures I've taken and stored in albums and boxes do count for something, right?). But as I was preparing today for Jillian and Max's 3rd birthday tomorrow, I thought that now is as good a time as any to start bedarrest up again. The name of the blog "bedarrest" might not have relevance right now - though a mandated day to stay in bed and do nothing is certainly welcomed in my book! I hope this blog becomes a fun way to document our days and our milestones as the twins go from being toddlers to preschoolers.