My 11 month old BABY isn't movin' a bit. Since I have to take him in next month for his well baby visit...I figure I better start trying to teach him some tricks to show the MD. After some forced fake-crawling time (don't even ask what that is...it's the hardest thing he's ever done...or so it seems) I found him sitting indian style. So tried take some pics of his silly feet...but he just stuck out his tongue and threw some Miles-grins my way. As you can tell his eyes are improved...but definitely not normal yet. We go back in a week.
Sam and Maggie have spent the last 2 weeks (seriously, two weeks...) in some pretend land that I am not invited to. Which is great! :-) I've been told twice in the last week that I am finally reaping the benifits of having twins. They are calling each other "Angelina-Love-a-lot-bear" (that's Maggie) and "Alice-wishy-bear" (that's Sam). I'm being called "Mrs. Mousling-rainbow-bear", Eric "Mr. Mousling-sunshine-bear", and Miles "Henry-night-night-bear". In case you haven't figured this one out yet, they've got some obsession with Angelina Ballerina as well as The Care Bears. Sam has told us, regarding his "Alice" name- "Don't worry, I'm a boy Alice." Oh, that makes it SO much easier to swallow, kid. :-)
Below they are using leftover pieces of fence to make a home for "Snakey". On the left end is his trampoline I am told (Thanks Glovers for introducing the trampoline into my kids lives....), and next to that is his slide.

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This whole story was hilarious! Thanks for the smiles this morning Leah - I sure love reading your blog every few days. ( :
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