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Vines & boxes.

I finally got around to putting together the “Late April” edition of “2 weeks in 2 minutes”. Better late than never, no? Hopefully I don’t lose interest in making them anytime soon. I love that I can include so many little glimpses of our days in one cute little video. They’re long enough to get an idea of what we were up to, yet short enough that it doesn’t feel like I’m watching old Aunt Ida’s Florida vacation slides.

The next couple of weeks are going to be exciting for me, mail-wise. (Yes, I consider good mail days “exciting”… That’s my life, folks.) I have 4 subscription boxes coming my way. Woo! I’ll be getting my May Conscious Box, my first Citrus Lane box (got the 1st month for half off), my first Daily Dose of Green box (got 3 months for the price of 2), and the May Stork Stack box (won a free month for 4th place in their “Cutest Baby” contest!).

I’ll post the box reveals/reviews as they arrive. I love reading box reviews on other blogs, so it only makes sense that I write my own too. Well, as long as I can afford to get some boxes. I have no clue how people can afford multiple subscriptions… shizz can get expensive!  (Thank you, promo codes!)

Alright, enough box babble… Here’s the late April video (made with Vine, as always):

Note: This post contained a few affiliate links. Click away! ;) 

Digital photography, how I love you…

NINE MONTHS!

This time I’m gonna skip the “oh my god they’ve grown so faaaast” junk & just get right to the photos. Cos there’s lots of ‘em. (I may have taken 259. So yeah. Lots.)

There's a fan up there, and it is VERY interesting.

There’s a fan up there, and it is VERY interesting.

The fan is no longer interesting.

The fan is no longer interesting.

"Um, you are NOT pointing your butt at me, Chloe..."

“Um, you are NOT pointing your butt at me, Chloe…”

"Raaaaawwwrrrr!"

“Raaaaawwwrrrr!”

Chloe is really pushing it...

Chloe is really pushing it…

Someone is NOT in a pleasant mood...

Someone is NOT in a pleasant mood…

"I think Chloe needs a timeout, mom."

“I think Chloe needs a timeout, mom.”

...

"Uh... Why are we on the timeout chair TOGETHER?"

“Uh… Why are we on the timeout chair TOGETHER?”

"I don't even BELONG here... Chloe was the bad one... This is crap..."

“I don’t even BELONG here… Chloe was the bad one… This is crap…”

"Get OFF me Chloe..."

“Get OFF me Chloe…”

"I need a nap. Being your sister is exhausting."

“I need a nap. Being your sister is exhausting.”

I’ll stop myself here. I assure you, there are a LOT more I could post… but I’ll spare you the other 200+ photos. That would make for one mighty long blog post (and many, many unfollowers).

It’s never too early to decide on a career…

I suppose I should be embarrassed (ashamed?) to admit this, but… My babies are addicted to judge shows. And commercials. Especially commercials featuring attorneys. Coincidence?

Sure, I put kid-friendly shows on Netflix for them too. Well, mostly Yo Gabba Gabba (tell me those songs aren’t catchy!). But nothing holds their attention more than a thrilling episode of Judge Joe Brown or an obnoxious commercial for local personal injury attorneys.

I think it all goes back to the womb. When I was pregnant last summer, I was stuck on bed rest and spent my days sprawled out on the couch watching daytime TV. Being that we don’t have cable, daytime TV = non-stop judge shows. Judge Mathis, Judge Alex, Judge Judy, Judge Marilyn Milian, that divorce court judge, and good ol’ Judge Joe Brown. I guess it’s only natural that they feel a connection to them now. Um… right?

Anyway, I thought it would be fun to make them their own little attorney ads to get them ready for their inevitable future careers. (Too soon?)

Hopefully the statute of limitations will have run out on this by the time they turn 18... Don't sue me, girls!

Hopefully the statute of limitations will have run out on this before they turn 18.

If you've watched any judge shows, you KNOW this shit happens ALL THE TIME. I don't get it.

If you’ve watched any judge shows, you KNOW this shit happens ALL THE TIME. I don’t get it.

Chloe is shocked that someone would punch you in the nose. She will FIGHT to get you the results that you deserve!

Chloe is shocked that someone would punch you in the nose. She will FIGHT to get you the results that you deserve! (Ev is kinda confused by the whole thing.)

I doubt someone would sue over a stolen hose, but hey, it rhymes with "Rose".

I doubt someone would sue over a stolen hose, but hey, it rhymes with “Rose”.

A little bit of happy.

I started drafting a “real” post, but in light of all the crummy things going on in the world right now, I thought I’d just share a couple of uplifting videos instead. (And I might be experiencing a bit of writer’s block too, but let’s keep that on the down-low.)

First, the much talked about national anthem from the Sabres/Bruins game in Boston the other night. I wouldn’t say that I’m a very patriotic person, but this most definitely brought tears to my eyes. If you haven’t seen it yet, check it out. If you already have, it’s worth seeing again. :)

Next, the 5th installment of “2 weeks in 2 minutes” (early April edition). Cute babies make people happy, yes? It also features a couple embarrassing photos of Mikes as a young nerdling. Guaranteed chuckles at his expense!

And last, but certainly not least… the great Mitch Hedberg. I discovered him in the mid-90′s and still kick myself for not seeing him when he came to Buffalo in 2005, the same year that he died. (Crap, this is supposed to be uplifting…ugh.) Just watch it!

We’re gonna need a bigger photo album…

The girls’ nursery doesn’t get too much use during the daytime, which is sad since it’s such a cozy little room. So a few days ago, as we were getting the girls ready for their baths, I decided to do a quick photo shoot in there. The lighting was perfect, so I thought the shots would be awesome. And they probably would have been… if I had bothered to adjust my camera’s white balance setting from “incandescent” to “sunlight”. Whoops. My bad, yo.

Luckily, with a little help from Picasa, I adjusted the color enough to make the photos look “warmer”. They still look kinda “off”, but I actually kinda like the end result.

Okay, enough babble… Enjoy “Pre-Bath Fun with the Rosebuds”…

Rawwwr!

“Wait, hold up mom…”

"My ear is stuck under this bow thing..."

“My ear is stuck under this bow thing…”

"Can you move it? ...No?"

“Can you move it? …What? …No?!”

"BWAHAHA Mom said no! Sucks to be you, Chloe!"

“BWAHAHA Mom said no! Sucks to be you, Chloe!”

Can you maybe try a different angle? Or crop my ear out?

“Can you maybe try a different angle? Or crop my ear out?”

Go take some shots of Ev now mom...

Go take some shots of Ev now, mom…

Huh? My turn?

“Huh? My turn?”

Look mom! I'm a birdie!!

“Look mom! I’m a birdie!!”

Now I'm a... um... slug.

“Now I’m a… um… slug.”

We're done mom... just bathe us already.

Alright, we’re done mom… just bathe us already.

Why is 6 afraid of 7?*

8 months!

Yesterday the girls turned 8 months old.

In-sane.

How did this even happen? Where did my teeny little babies go?! Ahhhh!!

In keeping with tradition, I took their monthly “sit on the couch/lay down with letter magnets” photos yesterday afternoon. But I also took some shots of them in their nursery, pre-bath. Both sets produced a few keepers, so in true “proud mamma” fashion, I’m going to share both of them. However, I won’t totally bombard my poor readers with a gazillion baby photos at once. (You’re welcome.) I’ll save the nursery photos for another post.

Soooo here’s the “usual” (boring?) shots:

Fun fact: I've had these magnets on my fridge for as long as I can remember. Way before even considering having kids. I'm cool like that.

Fun fact: I’ve had these magnets on my fridge for as long as I can remember. Way before even considering having kids. I’m cool(?) like that.

Chloe has been the queen of goofy/awkward faces lately. Ev is not impressed.

Chloe has been the queen of goofy/awkward faces lately. Ev is not impressed.

"Don't talk smack about my sister, mom..."

“Don’t talk smack about my sister, mom…”

"What? Who you talkin' smack about, mamma?"

“What? Who you talkin’ smack about, mamma?”

"Talk smack about us, you get no smiles!!"

“Talk smack about us, you get no smiles!!”

"Take all the pics you want, we're NOT gonna smile for you..."

“Take all the pics you want, we’re NOT gonna smile for you…”

"Did you hear that, mom? Chloe totally farted!"

“Woah! Did you hear that, mom? Chloe totally farted!”

"We still don't wanna smile... but... FARTS ARE HILARIOUS!!!"

“We still don’t wanna smile… but… FARTS ARE HILARIOUS!!!”

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And here’s the “Late March 2013″ edition of “2 weeks in 2 minutes”:
(It was more like ONE minute, but eh… what can ya do…)

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*cos 7 8 9.

Easter dresses: Nothing to smile about.

I’ve been finding myself saying this a lot lately: I am SO glad I had girls!

When we first found out that we were having twins, Mike and I both were hoping for “one of each”. Best of both worlds and all that. But once they told us that there were 2 little girls in there, it just felt RIGHT. (Well, to me. Mike was kinda bummed, which was to be expected. I mean, he’s pretty outnumbered now with 3 girls in the house. Poor dude.)

So yeah. Girls. Glad I have ‘em.

Reason #3789: Easter-freakin’-dresses!

Clearly I was a little more psyched about the dresses than they were...

Clearly I was a little more psyched about the dresses than they were…

Sup, thugs?

Sup, thugs?

Ev: Mom... I'm really not feeling this dress right now...

Ev: Mom… I’m really not feeling this dress right now…

Ev: Like... really not feeling it...

Ev: Like… really not feeling it…

I HATE THIS STUPID DRESSSSSS!!!!!

“I HATE THIS STUPID DRESSSSSS!!!!!”

"What the heck, mom? Way to make Ev cry on Easter..."

“What the heck, mom? Way to make Ev cry on Easter…”

Chloe: "It's gonna be a long day..."

Chloe: “It’s gonna be a long day…”

"Still glad you had girls?"

“Still glad you had girls?”

We visited a rabbit but nobunny cared.

Total indifference.

That’s how I’d sum up the girls’ meeting with the Easter Bunny on Sunday. Pure “yep, just sittin’ here on a giant rabbit, no big deal…” indifference.

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, given how “thrilled” they were to meet Santa.

Thankfully, unlike Santa, there was no ridiculous fee to visit this toothy-grinned, oversized rodent bunny wabbit. The fellow parents were well-behaved, despite it being a zillion degrees in the “bunny room”. The line was long(ish), but we were in and out in 30 minutes or so. Yeah, one of the girls may or may not have vomited on the floor afterwards, but overall it was a successful outing. Yay!

"Um... We're sitting on a what?!"

“Um… We’re sitting on a what?!”

"Ehhh... whatever."

“Ehhh… whatever.”

Of course they were all smiles AFTER the visit was over…

Nope, still not gonna cooperate.

Wow — where did the last month go?? I feel like I just posted their 6-month photos yesterday. Damn you, February! Way to be shorter than the rest of your friends. Pssh.

The girls are now 7 months old. 7 months!

What happened to those teeny pink babies that we brought home? The scrawny, wrinkled bodies that we were so afraid of breaking… Those long, skinny arms and legs that reminded us of ET (sorry girls!)?

They’ve come a long way from those fragile, 4-pound new baby days… No longer do they just lay around, occasionally treating us to little goat-like cries.

These days they can babble, roll, and laugh. They tug at daddy’s beard and play with mommy’s jewelry. They jump in their bouncer like they’ve been doing it for years. They eat cereal. When placed on their back, they strain their necks to try to sit up. They refuse to sit still and squirm in our arms like no one’s business.

It’s only a matter of time before they’re mobile. They want it so badly. Then the real fun will begin… Yikes.

Someday they'll enjoy their photoshoots. That day is NOT today.

Someday they’ll enjoy their photoshoots. That day is NOT today.

"Lay DOWN Ev! Let's get this over with!"

Chloe: “Lay DOWN Ev! Let’s get this over with!”

"Sup, mom? Didn't we just do one of these?!"

Ev: “Sup, mom? Didn’t we just do one of these?!”

"I won't look at the camera... I WON'T look at the camera..."

Chloe: “I won’t look at the camera… I WON’T look at the camera…”

"Chloe doesn't wanna cooperate, mom. What a turd."

“Chloe doesn’t wanna cooperate, mom. What a turd.”

Chloe: "Nope, not looking..."

Chloe: “Nope, not looking…”

Ev: "Check it out, Chloe... I'm not gonna look at the camera either."

Ev: “Check it out, Chloe… I’m not gonna look at the camera either.”

Ev: "Chloe! Chloe! Look at me! I'm doing it too!"

Ev: “Chloe! Chloe! Look at me! I’m doing it too!”

"Why's Chloe ignoring me, mom?"

“Why’s Chloe ignoring me, mom?”

Ev: "Being her twin SUCKS."

Ev: “Being her twin SUCKS.”

Chloe: "I win again!! Are we done here?"

Chloe: “I win again!! Are we done here?”

Love is (not) in the air…

So, it’s Valentine’s Day.

Let’s pretend that I got all dressed up and went out for a fancypants dinner with my husband.
Let’s pretend he brought me a dozen roses and a box of expensive vegan chocolates.
(They were oh-so-yummy.)

And since we’re all about bullshitting pretending, let’s pretend these are NOT Christmas dresses and that they wore them for more than 10 minutes.

Nope, not their Christmas dresses.

Nope, not their Christmas dresses.

"Um, mom... Christmas is over." Shhh!

“Um, mom… Christmas is over.” Shhh!

"Ev is so uptight..."

“Ev is so uptight…”

"Look Ev! It's my butt!"

“Look Ev! It’s my butt!”

"Why can't I be an only child?"

“Why can’t I be an only child?”

"Raaarrrrrrrr!!!"

“Move overrrrr!!!”

....

….

"Can I just sit over here and play with my feet in peace?"

“Ev tried to eat my arm. I’m safer here on the floor, playing with my toes.”

"Woo! The chair's all MINE now!"

“Woo! The chair’s all MINE!”

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