I got together with some new friends who were newly one and it was just so nice. You know I’m partial to twins and to twin boys in particular, so I had a lovely time with these cute little men, C + L. This dynamic duo are so sweet and think balloons are just about the most fun thing ever (and who could blame them?). C+L’s entourage (their mom and dad) joined in on the fun, too…after all, they were celebrating completing their first year as twinparents in addition to the birthday boys’ birthday.
Hope it was a really happy birthday (x two), y’all!
Twins have an amazing bond. I’m not a twin, but I’m both a daughter of a twin and a mother to twins, and I have seen more times than I could possibly count what an incredible, deep bond twins can have with one another. Sometimes people think that the twin bond only happens with same-sex twins, like my boys or my friend Casey’s twin girls, but the truth is that those boy-girl pairs can have just a close twinbond as any other set of twins.
The reason I bring this up is because I recently was reminded of this upon meeting this darling little pair. Brother and sister, they were happiest when the other was nearby (if not sitting immediately to the right). That twin bond is there, you can see it.I’m sure there’ll be rocky moments from time to time in their twin relationship (as with any multiples, or even just a pair of singleton siblings), but if they’re anything like my boys, these two will be among the luckiest in the world to have their best friend right by their side all the time.
Lucky me! I got to visit with an old friend, young Miss R, recently. We got together just about a year ago at the Rose Gardens in Raleigh, and I was so very happy to get to see her again this fall.
I tell you, though, it is pretty amazing to see how much she’s grown up in the space of one short year. I swear, next thing I know, I’ll turn around and she’ll be driving.
I have so very much to catch up on it is not even funny, and even though I just looked at the calendar and realized that December is mere days from now, I refuse to let myself become overwhelmed and end up accomplishing nothing. So let’s do a little catching-up here, shall we?
Can we talk about Mr. A for a moment? Let’s do, because this kid is Awesome with a capital A. He’s funny, super-smart, quick with a smile, sweet as anything, and endlessly curious about his world.
And he’s also my favorite age: 5. Although to be completely honest with you, my favorite age is pretty much whatever age a wonderful kid is who is in my presence at the moment. But especially so with Mr. Awesome A.
We live rather close to the State Fairgrounds in Raleigh, and while sometimes it’s inconvenient (oh the traffic) and noisy (fireworks every night, upsetting the dog, who thinks it’s a thunderstorm), we’re always glad when the calendar shows it’s time for the North Carolina State Fair. Sure, the rides are fun and the pig races are hilarious to watch, but in the end, I think it just boils down to this: Fair food rocks our world. Deep-fried Oreos, funnel cake, giant grilled turkey legs, roasted corn on the cob, deep-fried cheesecake, alligator-on-a-stick, and of course corndogs. There’s nothing like a State Fair corndog, y’all.
Yesterday, the State Fair closed up shop for the year, returning our neighborhood, lives, and diets to normal. See you next year, State Fair!
It is a truth universally acknowledged that while we as parents would prefer to have happy smiley photos of our children, a lot of the time, the silly happy photos are just as nice to have. Right? Right.
(apologies to Miss Jane Austen)
Pugs are definitely an acquired taste. Don’t tell our pug this, but up until the boys and I spotted her at the animal shelter four years ago, I was in the “Pugs Are Seriously Ugly” Camp. But for whatever reason, when we walked past her at the animal shelter and she looked up at us with her big brown eyes, I immediately switched allegiances to the “Pugs Are Seriously Adorably Ugly” Camp. We named her Sezen (after how our boys then pronounced the number “seven”) and she’s been an adorably ugly member of our household ever since then.
She’s good with the children, sweet as anything, devoted to my mom, sleeps on the back of the couch like a cat, and snores so loudly you sometimes mistake it for someone running a snowblower outside (even in summer). I wanted to be sure to get some seriously ugly puggle cuteness in as my I Heart Faces Pets entry.
We’re barely two weeks into the kids’ summer vacation and are already well-established at our neighborhood pool. I have chosen my favorite lounge chair (it somehow is situated perfectly to connect to our home WiFi so that I can stay up-to-date with email and, er, my Words With Friends games even at the pool), the kids have learned how to simultaneously catch a football while jumping into the pool and have also made tons of fast friends, and everyone (finally!) seems to be on-board with the “If You Don’t Wear a Rash Guard, Then You Need Some More Sunblock” policy. No matter how many hours we spend at the pool, I always have to drag the kids home, where they’ll inevitably dry off, get dressed, and immediately begin pleading for someone else to take them back to the pool again.
These kids are going to go nuts with joy when they hear that I finally found a swim team for them to join. Ahhhh summer! Now if you’ll excuse me, someone wearing swim goggles and a swimsuit (and sunblock!) is “requesting” that we head out to the pool now.
Yesterday was National Donut Day. We hit Krispy Kreme.
The kids were awestruck. We watched the donut factory out back for over half an hour. Everyone agreed that it was a very sweet afternoon.
How much do you love spring? That’s a rhetorical question, really, because no one could possibly hate spring, except for maybe the hay fever (or do we just call them allergies now?). Anyhow, one thing I particularly love about spring is the return to the farmers market. How wonderful is that place?! Again, rhetorical question.
Anyhow, this is an old photo of mine, but truly one of my favorites: my two boys at the farmers market. Happy Friday, y’all!