Outside Fun

It is so nice to have daylight and warmth! We played outside and even built a snowman yesterday!

Tattle Tale

Cassidy's vocabulary has exploded in the last few weeks. She came up to me the other day, big crocodile tears streaming down her face, with a large red welt on her forehead. "Patick, stick," she wailed pointing to her head. "Did Patrick hit you with his hockey stick?" I tried interpreting. She nodded her head vigorously, "Patick, stick," she said again pointing to her head.

TWO!

Payton was messing around the other night and Steve had had enough. "One!" he said sternly, pausing to let Payton correct the situation before raising the bar with the next number. Patrick and Cassidy stopped what they were doing and stared wide eyed at their father. "Tooo," Patrick chimed in, looking innocently at his father (I think he thought Steve had forgotten which number came next), we all started laughing.

Lately the twins have wanted two of everything, there are two of them, they have two socks, they would like to have two crackers, two, two, two. It is the only number they can say, and until last night, I didn't know they had any idea what number it came after. I'll let you know when we get one, two, three!

Cooped Up!

The kids have been cooped up in the house lately. Here are a few moments of freedom they had at the hockey rink and at the University Center. When it's really cold, the University Center is the perfect place to let them run. No people, rolling hallways (lots of ups and downs), and wonderfully round planters to chase each other on. Free fun for the family, and worn out twins in an hour flat!

mine, Mine, MINE!!!!!!!!!!

Payton likes to tell the twins which things are his and which are theirs. "This is mine," he'll patiently say, "Play with the ball, it is yours!" I had purposely been avoiding the use of this wonderfully possessive pronoun. Instead, I had opted for naming things, Daddy's, Payton's, Mamma's, etc. This approach seemed to work without too many fights breaking out.

Today the inevitable began, "Mine," Cassidy said, pointing to her water cup as Patrick drank out of it. "Mine," she said again, turning into a high pitched screech.

How about "Share?" You'd think she would have already figured out the downside of being a twin, nothing is really just yours. Oh well, one of these days she'll learn the inequalities in life. Until then, her world is black and white. This is mine, that is yours her little mind reasons. Poor Patrick better back off before the teeth and claws come out!

Happy Birthday Payton!

Friday the 13th....

State Champs!!!