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lathanyThe new, more mobile, Ryan is proving to be a major hazard. He's "helping" with Beatrice's nappy changes (read trying to up-end the dirty nappy bag and tipping the water bowl) and finding all manner of new things to brain himself on. I remember the good old days when the babies stayed where you put them. Beatrice is still leave-able; although her rolling is getting faster and wider ranging.
My Fallen Star processing has started and I have finished a write-up of the snooker competition. Runner-up was a bit of a surprise (to me at least). However I suspect that the winner will be very smug about it all. I now have to move on to the Cream Tea event.
The autumn is shaping up to be busy, role-playing heavy, and (occasionally) twinless. Right now, the last of these makes me the happiest. However I suspect that the doting grandparents will be less keen to babysit once they've had the "nappy change with Ryan" experience. Although I'm ordering a playpen (which will double as a boxing ring) to help ease the moving-baby problems.
Christmas looks like becoming a military operation. Already both sets of grandparents are asking about possible needs for the holiday (should we buy two second hand cots ? How about a twin pushchair, or will you bring yours ?) There is a need to draw up strategies to ensure the transportation of two weary parents, twins, babystuff, luggage and presents to Cambridge and the above plus additional bonus presents back to Feltham. If we drove a removal van instead of a car, things would be rather easier. Fortunately, neither set of parents puts particular store of when we are around, so we will escape the problems many other families have concerning "whose turn is it to see the grandchildren for Christmas morning/day/dinner ?" There is also the small matter of present-buying, but I'll worry about that nearer the time. Probably. OK, I'll start thinking about it now.
Also the double-birthday at the end of November looms. This year it will be more of an event for the grown-ups than the sprogs and I will personally be celebrating the anniversary of surviving labour (the memory of which has not faded, despite the claims made by my Twins-class leader). In future this will become two birthday parties every year from playschool onwards, with a fight to see who gets the actual day (or the closest weekend). Reminds me of my own childhood really (Martin and I have birthdays just four days apart - with our mother's in the middle).
It has gone eerily peaceful in here. I had better check where Ryan is.
My Fallen Star processing has started and I have finished a write-up of the snooker competition. Runner-up was a bit of a surprise (to me at least). However I suspect that the winner will be very smug about it all. I now have to move on to the Cream Tea event.
The autumn is shaping up to be busy, role-playing heavy, and (occasionally) twinless. Right now, the last of these makes me the happiest. However I suspect that the doting grandparents will be less keen to babysit once they've had the "nappy change with Ryan" experience. Although I'm ordering a playpen (which will double as a boxing ring) to help ease the moving-baby problems.
Christmas looks like becoming a military operation. Already both sets of grandparents are asking about possible needs for the holiday (should we buy two second hand cots ? How about a twin pushchair, or will you bring yours ?) There is a need to draw up strategies to ensure the transportation of two weary parents, twins, babystuff, luggage and presents to Cambridge and the above plus additional bonus presents back to Feltham. If we drove a removal van instead of a car, things would be rather easier. Fortunately, neither set of parents puts particular store of when we are around, so we will escape the problems many other families have concerning "whose turn is it to see the grandchildren for Christmas morning/day/dinner ?" There is also the small matter of present-buying, but I'll worry about that nearer the time. Probably. OK, I'll start thinking about it now.
Also the double-birthday at the end of November looms. This year it will be more of an event for the grown-ups than the sprogs and I will personally be celebrating the anniversary of surviving labour (the memory of which has not faded, despite the claims made by my Twins-class leader). In future this will become two birthday parties every year from playschool onwards, with a fight to see who gets the actual day (or the closest weekend). Reminds me of my own childhood really (Martin and I have birthdays just four days apart - with our mother's in the middle).
It has gone eerily peaceful in here. I had better check where Ryan is.
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No! Double birthdays good!
Date: 2002-09-26 03:49 pm (UTC)Although I'm ashamed to say we totally failed to even meet up for a drink together this birthday or last, which was kind of bad given we were both in Oxford!
That's not the point
Date: 2002-09-27 12:12 am (UTC)My parents didn't however.
Dawn.