Time away

The longer I go without posting something new, the more inertia there is. So while I have no new pictures to add, I'll just post a few happenings and musings.

• Drew now chases and tickles Garrett. His official first word is "Tickee".
• Garrett is apparently accident prone. He fell and hit his head on the corner of the floor molding last Sunday and for an encore, fell and cut his lip with his tooth on Monday. Blood and Urgicare and stitches. We were pretty nervous Tuesday, but he did fine. He's a tough cookie.
• Running and climbing are now the preferred modes of transport.
• Drew weighs in at 27.5 pounds and Garrett at 26.5 pounds.
• We have started referring to Drew's cheeks as "squash" for obvious reasons.
• Garrett is very proud of his belly and has begun publicly displaying it.
• Waving to strangers is big source of entertainment. Walks in the park are great for this.
  

Also, Annie and I have been thinking about some time away. Being parents of toddler twins is awesome, but also a lot of hard work. My vacations from work are generally to work at home to give Annie a break, and Annie pretty much doesn't get any true vacation. So we've decided that we'll each take two days and one night away to do whatever. I chose motorcycle camping and just got back late Monday (8/25). There was much fishing, kielbasa, and solitude around the campfire. Annie has chosen a night away at our favorite Inn in Amish country and will soon get her break. There will likely be much reading and drinking of hot tea. We're thinking about trying our first real road trip with the boys, too, coming up in October. It will be a "new baby" tour visiting our friends the Bairds and hopefully the Rolfs. Annie and I are also looking for a chance to get away together, but Drew is still pretty iffy about sleeping through the night. He went a few nights in a row, but last night was up from 4-6am. :(

Again, we don't see many of you very often, but we are thinking of you fondly. Drop us a line if you get a chance.

A Taste of Things to Come

I think I've gotten a glimpse of the future today and I'm a bit worried....

It's been a bloody day here today. All minor, don't worry, but still... The day started off with one of the boys (I strongly suspect Drew, though I can't prove it) pulling a picture frame that included a little glass vase off the shelf. When I walked back in the room, there it was, and there was Drew with a bloody thumb. More like a paper cut than anything, and there was no crying involved, but I've learned just how hard it can be to get a bandaid on a little thumb while trying (unsuccessfully) to keep another little troublemaker from unrolling the roll of toilet paper and playing with the toilet lid. After getting everyone cleaned up, things put somewhat back in order and washing the blood out of my pants from Drew's thumb, we were back to our normal routine.

Phew. Made it through - not so bad.

Later in the day, as my dad and I were about to put the boys down for their naps, Garrett was discovered playing in a puddle of, well, pee. (How the heck he manages to create puddles on the floor already, while wearing a diaper, I do not know. This does not bode well for potty training.) In the process of trying to keep Drew away, get Garrett out, cleaned up and the floor cleaned up, G, who was tired and not at all happy about the attention, tripped and fell face first into a basket. Which resulted in much crying, and big hugs to comfort him. When he lifted up his face, I discovered that he had given himself a bloody nose (all over my shoulder). Clean up time number two.

Add to these the little scrapes on Drew's knees from tripping & falling to his knees during our walk in the park yesterday, and I have a feeling that I'm only seeing the tip of the iceberg.....