Life as WE know it

Dear Faithful Blog Readers,

I have been away and blah blah blah.....sorry. I can't even pee without two VERY loud boys protesting that I have left the room. Not fun.

So much has changed. The boys started walking, which soon turned into running and is now following mom EVERYWHERE. I now have two very curious monkeys hanging from my legs while I do everything. Who ever thought that cleaning dishes would be so interesting to 14 month olds when there is a room full of toys right there? Not only do they love the kitchen and everything that is in it, including the dishwasher, they love the laundry room too! Never have my dishes sparkled so much (they turn the knob to "on" when I am not looking). They also love to push the buttons on the washer and dryer. Fun never ends!

I could look at it two different ways....I could be ticked off that they are turning machines on and off, or I could just go with it...and maybe teach them how to load the dishwasher and wash the clothes. Eventually. A girl can dream, right?

They are learning to help, though. If I want them to bring me their sippy cups all I have to say is "Bring mommy your cups" and they come over with a HUGE grin and a look of accomplishment when the trade off is made. Of course, they get a kiss and hug and a "Thank you" from mommy.

Daddy has been traveling a lot for work, but he has contributed to this chaos by teaching the boys how to make the touchdown call with their arms. All we have to say is "touchdown" and 4 arms go up into the air, regardless of what they are doing. Sometimes, if dinner is being eaten, the touchdown call causes some food -to -hair issues, especially on mac and cheese night!

The boys have reached a new, screeching level with their separation anxiety. I can't even leave the room that they are in before they are instantly screaming or crying. Its flattering that they want to be with me so much they cry ( a fact that I will remind them of when they are 16 and hate me) but it is also very challenging. Going to the bathroom is met with hysterical sobs. There are days when I play "how much can my bladder hold until naptime". Its a fun game, it requires alot of hopping around. Thankfully the boys like to watch mommy hop and find it funny. Everyone wins!!!

Their vocabulary has expanded as well. They speak so much gibberish, mixed in with various words, that it sounds like a drunk frat boy.

Examples

"sheshiehsic blah ahhhhhh HOT lishhhhh TWO wwwwaaaaaa MOM phhhhhhsssss"

This goes on all day, they have many opinions. I feel like I am the moderator at a debate. GOOD POINT, BOYS...

Life is great, it is fun and ever changing. Hope all is well with everyone else!