Its hard to be a baby

LPea will be the first to tell you, being a baby is not always a cakewalk. Our household is a little topsy-turvey these days. I returned to work this week, which has gone well considering that sleep is not always part of my day or night. The Academy has a child development center on campus that CPea has gone to for the past few years, its wonderful. Unfortunately, they still do not have space for my little baby, so she is going to be with a babysitter three days a week and the other two days I will work from home.


LPea has mixed feelings about this. As a general rule, she prefers that I not work on the computer while I am at home. Instead, we like to bounce constantly and take long drives to nowhere. Scott calls the above outfit her baby inmate uniform. He's funny, that guy.




CPea is doing her best to help her little sister stay comfortable. This is her testing out the Bumbo seat. It looks like its going to be a big help-once LPea can hold her head up.

Meanwhile, we are in the midst of CPea's third birthday celebration. The big day is actually Friday but the festivities have already begun. I will get photos up soon.

Survivor: New London

Forget racing around the world or dancing with celebrities. Here's an idea, one parent, one preschooler, one infant, one weekend: GO!

SPea headed to Colby in Maine this weekend to coach the Academy's waterpolo team, leaving me for the first time with All My Children.

First, I am pleased to report that all of us survived. We even managed a regular feeding schedule and baths for everyone. Quite an accomplishment if you ask me. Since CPea and I have not had a great amount of quality time since her sister arrived, I wanted to be sure that she had a great time so I was a little ambitious with our activities.

Highlights of the weekend include:

CPea's first screening of Cinderella. She loved it and talked about it all weekend, I have been permanently been assigned the roles of Jack and Gus (the mice.) I must sing the Cinderellie song on demand at any time. Which, anyone can tell you, singing like a mouse is not as easy as it looks.

LPea's first trip to the Mystic Aquarium. CPea declared that she liked the penguins the best. If you ask me, the jury is still out on that one since she slept through the whole visit.

While in the car on the way to the mall, CPea asked if I was thirsty... So to play along, I said yes. My answer was, "Great, would you like some beer? My wife loves to drink beer!" I've no idea where this sentence came from (Note: review the lesson plans at preschool a tad more carefully) but upon seeing my astonishment and asking her not to bring up beer anymore-CPea happily marched into Sears chanting "Beer, beer, beer!"

Parent of the Year!

And where are the pictures you say? Are you kidding? Two hands, two kids-no time for amateur photography. Who would stop CPea from running into traffic? Alas, the memories of this week were only captured in my memory. A reminder that the time with these little ones goes so fast-and the memories of the day to day struggles fade away but I'm hoping to remember Caroline inviting Lauren and I to snuggle in her bed on the first chilly night of fall-forever.

Let's just hope CPea's memory of the weekend does not end up on some Psychiatrist's visit notes in 10-15 years!

Things I Never Thought...

I swore that I would never dress my little girls alike... Well, life is short and so we'd thought we give it a shot.



I also did not realize in my twenties, how much fun could be had watching two people play hide-n-seek in the skull of a triceratops.



CPea had so much fun, she tried to take this dude home as a pet. Luckily for us, his cement body made it impossible to fit in our trunk. Still, I am sure he appreciated the snack.



They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, I am not sure that is where CPea was going when she dressed up like me and got her baby ready to go.



Perhaps she was hoping to have a more sophisticated look now that she is a preschooler. Preschool is going great, CPea insists that every night we play 'school.' Last night she told me I was the teacher and had to give her a lesson about buses. I think if I had some time to prepare, I could have come up with more than "Buses have wheels and horns." Citing the Wheels on the Bus song as an educational reference is never a good sign.


LPea has a number of concerns these days, not the least of which being that her nightgowns never stay down!

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We are having a technical difficulty with our camera. We are working on the problem and will resume regular posting soon!