Thursday, June 30, 2011

Four Eyes Duo Style

The Duo may be Dynamic but like most of our family......they are going to be legally blind.  We finally made the dreaded visit to the eye doctor that culminated in glasses being ordered.  We knew this day was coming, in fact, I had put it off for two months before the guilt got too bad.  I just can't imagine how two little girls, less than two years old, are going to manage to keep glasses on their heads.  Super Glue is considered child abuse.  I did the best I could by ordering the ones that look like they could be made by Rubbermaid, and a strap that fits all around their head.  The frames are supposed to be completely unbreakable and we are hoping for the best on the lens.

Kayla is going to be a softball pitcher when she's a little older.  I can tell by the way she can chunk anything....hat, hair bow, food and especially a sippy cup, across the room before I can say "don't do it!!"  When the very nice lady put the glasses on to measure, she had them off and pitched with three adults trying to stop the momentum.

Lyssa is more laid back.  Any hat or hairbow stays on until my back is turned and then mysteriously disappears.  I'm still looking for her stash.  She liked the attention she got when she tried the glasses on but enough was enough and she politely handed them back.  I have big hopes for her wearing them at least ten minutes before they go into her stash.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

The Alien from Walmart

The other night I went to Walmart by myself, which is very unusual.  The Dynamic Duo are well known in our local haunts.  I'm rushing through my list so I could get home before Chuck had pulled all his hair out or started listing too bad, and this stranger struck up a conversation with me.  She was really upset that someone an aisle over was letting a child scream.  I had been oblivious to the noise but then I thought " Letting??? "  Anyway, she felt like a swift slap on the bottom would solve the problem in a hurry.  I smiled vaguely and left the area.  I'm not sure what planet she was from but I am pretty sure a bottom slapping wouldn't have made the Duo happy to stop any noise they would have been making.  I'm not for letting kids have temper tantrums in a crowd but a kid yelling doesn't even show up as a blip on my scale. 

Today the Duo and I went to Walmart.  Kayla likes to yell.....I think it must be the acoustics in there....then Lyssa starts her version of singing which could, for the tone deaf, sound like yelling.  I'm furtively looking for my alien lady to come up and tell me to start slapping bottoms but mostly I just saw people point the Duo out, smile and ask if they are twins. 

I think a lot of it is an age thing.  When I was a younger mother, I expected my kids to be nearly perfect....hmmm....a lot of you know how well that turned out.  This time around, I want them to be happy, healthy and not be complete hellions.  We are having a lot more fun this time around.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Miss Lyss

Though it takes her a little while to warm up to strangers, Lyss is the happiest child.  She wakes up with a grin and goes to bed with a wave and a "nite, nite."  A camera in sight means a grin and giggle.
The twin's personalities are totally different.  Where Kayla is more solemn, harder to satisfy at times, and cries more....Lyss is carefree, into EVERYTHING, wants to see everything, and just happy go lucky.  She doesn't say as many words but seems to have a very good grasp on what is being said to her.  She follows simple instructions....when she wants to.  She's found out the fun of running away tho.......running away when I want to put  her clothes on....running away when I'm ready to put her in her high chair and most importantly.....running away when it's time to come in from play time.  She is the type of child that harnesses were invented for.

She's my climber...therefore she is also my reason we have very little furniture.  Dining room chairs are a thing of the past...they were her way to get on the table and dance.  The back of a large chair, formerly in the den, was a perfect perch to sit on and jump off when someone came by.  She just knew someone would catch her before she fell.  End tables have disappeared, along with anything else climbable.  It's a sparse house we live in now.  What has not been moved out, has been barricaded.  Bungee straps and child proof locks are my new friends but they just slow her down....they don't stop her.  

She is also so much fun.  Everything is a new adventure and usually something to laugh about.  She loves to give me kisses when Papa is looking so he will grab her, tickle her and steal kisses.  She's a nudist this week and I hope this is a passing fancy......but I also shudder to think what she will think of next.