A Little After Nap Smack

Picture this, if you can...

Mary Catherine wakes from her nap and cracks open my bedroom door.  Henry hears the door and races up to her with puppy dog enthusiasm. 

Squealing, "Mary Cafrin! Mary Cafrin! Mary Cafrin's awake!" as he approaches her in the doorway. 

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! 

Mary Catherine smacks Henry three times in the face while screaming at him. 

Poor boy. 

I bet he's not excited to see her anymore. 

I Miss Bubba

Tonight Mary Catherine went to the grocery store with me because she had slept for four hours during her nap time and I knew that she was not going to bed any time soon. 

I like to try to take the children out one on one when I can, even if it's just to the store.  It's a small sacrifice because when they are alone with me they talk and talk and talk because there isn't anyone to interrupt.  Even though I like my quiet alone shopping time, it's worth to be with them and hear their funny stuff.


As we shopped the aisles of Walmart it was so precious to me how often she discussed Henry. 

The sweetest moment was when she got a cookie and said, "Bubba did not get one. I miss Bubba." 

We Wuv Coco

Our poor cat. 

Coconut is our long haired white outdoor, sometimes indoor, cat, who is the object of the twins' obsession. 

They claim to love her. 

"We wuv her."
"She is nice to me."
"Coco need somfin to eat."
"Coco not bite me."
"Coco is soft."
"I pet her."

They chase her all over the house and throw balls at her, all while wondering why she won't let them pet her for longer than 5 seconds.

If you can picture the old Looney Tunes cartoon, "I will name him George, and I will hug him and pet him and squeeze him.." it's a little bit like that...

Surprisingly, she is very, very good with them.  When she gets really irritated she will give them a warning swat, but has never used her claws, yet.

Poor Coconut.

"I not crying."

Lately, when one of the twins is crying (or fussin' as I call it when it's not because of pain) the other twin feels compelled to inform me,

"Mommy, I not crying!"

as if to say, "See mom!  I am the sweet one!"  Of course, that same sweet one will be crying in just a few minutes about something, don't you fret!

Another cute thing that they are doing is telling me who are their best friends and what are their favorite songs all throughout the day. 

Mary Catherine usually starts the conversation and Henry follows suit. 

"Mommy, Bubba is my best friend." 
"Mommy, Sissy is my best friend." 

Other cute stuff that they say which is way cuter in person...

"Bubba, BE nice to me!"
"I LOVE it!"
"Coconut is nice. I wuv her.  I be nice to her." WHAM!

I will never figure her out...

Earlier today, I told Mary Catherine that she was going to have to nap upstairs with Henry b/c I needed to clean my room and her response me was, "I need my crib."  Well, the pack and play is set up in my room for her naptime because I could not get her to settle down for naps without at least an hour of discipline intervention, which was driving us both crazy. 

In her bedroom she has a 'big girl bed' that she sleeps in every night.  So, in an effort to meet her halfway, I asked her if she wanted me to set up another crib in her room to which she emphatically replied , "YES!" 

So, I did and I put it right back in the spot her other crib used to be before we bought her the new bed. 

During her naptime I checked on her and she had climbed out and gotten a puzzle.  However, she ran into an issue trying to climb back in the crib so she had moved the box I keep diapers and wipes in over next to her crib to use as a stool. 

Shortly after I took the puzzle, she fell asleep.  I do find it odd that she wants to be in a pack and play.  At least she's a peanut so she can still fit!

Bubba is my friend...

Mary Catherine was pretending to talk on the phone... "Dis is Mary Caffren. Bubba is my friend." 

So sweet! 

Of course, Henry wanted a turn too.   However, Mary Catherine was not happy at all when he just jibber-jabbered about other things.  Indignantly she exclaimed, "He say Mary Caffren is my friend!!!"  (as in, he's supposed to say I'm his friend b/c that is what I said about him!) 

Isn't that such a girl thing? 

Earplugs...

I thought I would update a few things that are going on around here before they change or I forget them. 

• naptime is still horrific... i've tried everything that i know, everything that i've read, everything that has been suggested, but the twins are still winning out on a daily basis.  it takes over an hour to get them to actually nap, and sometimes it never happens at all.  my favorite time of day is now my most miserable. 
  
  
• henry is talking ALL of the time now.  it really has helped with his frustration, but it's not completely eradicated. he's had a language 'explosion' as we like to say around here.  henry's favorite topic is colors.  he likes to tell us the color of everything around us at all times.  tediously, he will say it over and over again until you say it back to him.  all of my children have gone through this stage so i know it will end, but oh my... 
  
  
• Mary Catherine is as dramatic as ever.  Seriously, the adjective 'diva' could not be more fitting.  Clearly, she is the queen bee (in her eyes) and the rest of us need to shape up if we want to stay.  I'm sure it's our fault.  We just cannot help but dote on her because she's so stinkin' cute and funny. 
  
  
• The twins love to watch Dora and Blue's Clues.  I try to push Diego more because there's something about my son running around wanting to watch Dora that just doesn't sit right with me.  They have a scheduled tv time right before their nap each day, if needed.  
  
  
• When they are not watching that glorious 22 minutes of tv before their naptime they are successfully destroying my house in the process of playing.  Usually this involves Mr. Potato Head, plastic animals or cooking supplies.  Oh, let's not forget about blocks.  Some of those blocks get made into a tower, but most of them are strewn around the room in record time. 
  
  
• The toilet is still a fascination of Mary Catherine's, but we try to keep the door locked.  Washing her lovies over and over all day is not fun.
  
  
• "I love..." is another favorite game here.  The twins each take turns saying all of the people they love.  It's very sweet. 
  
  
• Our day is never boring, never quiet, never neat, and I wouldn't have it any other way, although I do wish I had some good earplugs sometimes...