There's a Person in There!
posted by Jen | 10:27 PM
I think we're on the cusp of the twins starting to get some personality. It's strange how one day they are just kind of little wiggly lumps with vacant eyes, and the next you see them give you a look and you're like "Dude! There's a person in there!"
Screecher is starting to lose his worried old man look in favor of curious little boy. Worried old man was funny, but I kind of like the one that makes him look like a baby more. He's still pretty quick to cry if he doesn't like how things are going. He has a pretty intense pre-cry pouty face, too.
Squeaker is just going to be a sweetheart, that's all there is to it. She makes cute little coos when she's comfy on your shoulder, and cute little squeaks when she's not liking the way things are going. She smiled a coulple times today, and we're debating whether they were almost real smiles or just gas. (If it's gas, she has cute gastrointestinal distress, too.) She didn't cry at all during her bath tonight, which is a relief. You'd think during those early weeks that bathtime is highly invasive baby torture from all the screaming. Still not getting any splashing so I think it's more about tolerating the torture better, but we'll get there.
Gavin says we should nickname Carina Screecher to go with the twins nicknames. She's definitely at that age. Although, I think it's cutest when she puts a finger to her lips and whispers "We have to be quiet, the babies are sleeping" in that over-exagerated 2-year-old way. She's loving the higher frequency of pizza nights that we've been having since the twins came home. She keeps charming the delivery people by jumping up and down at the door yelling "Yea, pizza! Yummy!"
I went to the mall today since it was rainy. I can't go more than 10 feet without having to stop and answer the same questions.
Yes, they're twins.
They're 8 weeks old.
They're fraternal - a boy and a girl.
They're going about 5 hours between feedings once a day.
Yes, I was surprised when I found out.
No, we don't have twins in either family.
No, they're not my first, I have a 2-year-old as well.
Yes, I have my hands full.
Screecher is starting to lose his worried old man look in favor of curious little boy. Worried old man was funny, but I kind of like the one that makes him look like a baby more. He's still pretty quick to cry if he doesn't like how things are going. He has a pretty intense pre-cry pouty face, too.
Squeaker is just going to be a sweetheart, that's all there is to it. She makes cute little coos when she's comfy on your shoulder, and cute little squeaks when she's not liking the way things are going. She smiled a coulple times today, and we're debating whether they were almost real smiles or just gas. (If it's gas, she has cute gastrointestinal distress, too.) She didn't cry at all during her bath tonight, which is a relief. You'd think during those early weeks that bathtime is highly invasive baby torture from all the screaming. Still not getting any splashing so I think it's more about tolerating the torture better, but we'll get there.
Gavin says we should nickname Carina Screecher to go with the twins nicknames. She's definitely at that age. Although, I think it's cutest when she puts a finger to her lips and whispers "We have to be quiet, the babies are sleeping" in that over-exagerated 2-year-old way. She's loving the higher frequency of pizza nights that we've been having since the twins came home. She keeps charming the delivery people by jumping up and down at the door yelling "Yea, pizza! Yummy!"
I went to the mall today since it was rainy. I can't go more than 10 feet without having to stop and answer the same questions.
Yes, they're twins.
They're 8 weeks old.
They're fraternal - a boy and a girl.
They're going about 5 hours between feedings once a day.
Yes, I was surprised when I found out.
No, we don't have twins in either family.
No, they're not my first, I have a 2-year-old as well.
Yes, I have my hands full.
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