The twins reached their six month birthday. I’m still in denial and complete shock that I have twins. Seriously. I hold them both in my arms, and say out loud, “holy moly, there are two.” TWO! ZOMG!
They are cuter every day, with their babbling and drooling and smiling at everything. Now if they could just say, “mama.” Not only would I have bragging rights, but they could land a speaking part and get their own imdb page. Kidding. Sort of.
My other “baby” turned 5 years old. That just blows my mind. Having just posted my Father’s day entry, and seeing Gabi’s little baby features on her 3 year old self, and seeing her now… I know how the aging process works. But still. Amazed.
She is 5 years old, graduated preschool and is ready for kindergarten. Able to read, though she doesn’t admit it. She’s tall, so she’ll be the size of most first graders. She has a very confident sense of self. She prefers to wear skirts or dresses rather than shorts or pants. But we are constantly having to remind her to sit like a lady so her underwear isn’t showing. Unless she’s wearing one of those skirts with the shorts underneath, then everybody’s happy.
My next goal is to teach her to tie her shoes before school starts. Or get her all slip on shoes.
Last night, she requested that I make banana muffins with her tonight. And then she proceeded to have Isa help her write it down on a sign so that I am held to it in writing. Clever little ones.
Isa is finally getting past her anxiety stage. In the past couple of weeks, she’s seemed to gain some hold of her emotions. The anxiety sucks, because it makes her eczema worse. And then she gets anxiety about having eczema. And then it gets even worse. We are trying a new ointment that seems to be working better.
She is spending part of the summer in an enrichment program that is not only keeping her in learning mode but help get her ready for fourth grade. For some reason, it seems like fourth grade is when things get “serious.” And this is just perfect for her personality. She does better in new situation when she is prepared. A great confidence booster too.
Me? I’m fine. I’m not the most fulfilled career wise, but hey, having a job and a paycheck iis a good thing. I was booted out of the carpool lane with the end of the hybrid vehicle sticker. So now I take the commuter bus. So far, I’m loving it. I get a little time to read each day. And get in a little exercise walking from my stop to the job and back again. It’s so much better than driving. I love it. It’s the best part of my work day.
Sadly, I decided to sell my blogher ticket. I won’t be going this year. I was very much looking forward to it. But it’s just completely irresponsible to spend money we don’t have right now. I might drive down to San Diego for the day to hang out with friends. That’s about it. Unless a bag of cash should fall in my lap that would pay off all my bills, it’s just not happening this year. Diapers for two ain’t cheap!