Sunday, November 20, 2011

Slug Bug King

About a year ago, maybe more, we started counting slug bugs every time we get into the car. You know the drill. You see a Volkswagen Beetle and you slug the person next to you. Except our version is more clean, for the twins' sake. We just call out the beetle as fast as we can, "slug bug yellow!" and that is how you gain a point.

Well Tom is pretty obsessed with finding these slug bugs. He and Paul are pretty competitive. Often times I'll see the slug bugs but not call them out because that's not fun. I let the kids find them. Then for some unknown reason Tom got 100 bonus slug bugs on the way home one night. His tally is currently up in the 200's while Abby and I are in the 30's.

Tom calls himself the Slug Bug King. As the king he can make up rules about who gets to call slug bugs and what slug bugs are valid. You'd be surprised how creative he can get in order to ensure he is the king of slug bugs for eternity.

As we were driving to meet my mom today I told Tom a little white lie. I said, while he wasn't with me the other day I saw a lot of slug bugs. I mean, A LOT!  There were 298 slug bugs in a parade! There was confetti and balloons! So naturally, I just rounded up and proclaimed myself the Slug Bug Queen with 300 slug bugs to my name!

In the back seat Tom sat protesting, even crying, "Tell me you're lying mom! Tell me you're lying!" *sob* *sob* *sob*  I told him I pleaded the fifth and asked for my lawyer. Then we were at our destination anyway, so the case was dropped.

He still doesn't believe me. Do you?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Old Married Couple

Tom and Abby behave like an old married couple. They have spent nearly every waking moment together at home. They eat together, sleep together, bathe together, and play together.

I don't often witness them getting ready for breakfast, but this morning I was up before them. *gasp!*  Well, not exactly up before them, but I made my way to the kitchen before them. Ever since they discovered Sunday's Toys R Us newspaper advertisement they have spent the first hour of each morning carefully copying THE ENTIRE AD onto their Christmas lists.

When they finally rolled out to the kitchen for breakfast I watched as they got their cereal ready. Abby is quite the little mother. She carefully pours each bowl of cereal. Then she goes to the fridge where she pulls out two glasses of juice (pre-poured by Dad this morning) and a tall glass of milk (since the gallon is too heavy to lift for them.)  Abby sets the table, placing each cereal bowl in front of the correct seat and then places the cups in their correct settings as well. Then she places the milk in front of Tom so he can pour his first. All the while Tom is messing with the TV, trying to decide which movie the'll watch for breakfast. This week, it's been old re-runs of "ALF" from Amazon on Demand.

Another example: Earlier this week I made some popcorn for them. They decided to eat it outside.  I found them cuddled into one of the patio chairs together. And then, almost as if it was subconscious, they each would chuck a piece of popcorn over their head, behind them, onto the grass for the dog to find. Every once in awhile they'd turn around and giggle as the dog ate the pop corn on the grass.


Thursday, November 10, 2011

School Pictures

The prints are back from the twins' annual fall school photos. Before you ask, yes! They did pick their own backgrounds. The photography company uses a green type screen for every photo and then the kids (or parents) can select which background they want behind them on the printed photographs. Pretty slick!  Tom says it looks like he's a rock star.



Abby's clearly not looking at the camera. In this digital age it's a bit surprising that a mistake like that can go through. All the photographer has to do is make sure there aren't any funky faces and make sure the kid is... um... looking at the camera? But I decided not to have her re-take the photos. I kinda like the charm of bad school pictures.