Mommy's Project 52:9 Caring

Mommy's Project 52:10 Cleaning

Not sure where to start.  I don't have any pics of the girls cleaning.  I should probably try to capture that soon.  I am getting better at including them in cleaning the house.  They are getting better at picking up; I just can't walk out of the playroom or they start playing all over again.  So I've learned that they need constant supervision while doing their cleaning endeavors.  They like to take wet paper towels, and help me wipe down the table. Oh, one word of advice to new parents: don't buy an expensive table during the toddler years.  I have eyeliner drawn over the entire underside of my table.  I guess they knew where to draw so they wouldn't get in trouble, because I just found it and it has to 3 months old :)  Also, your table will get stuff like oatmeal, milk, etc  stuck in the crevices of the table and chairs.  It ends up hardening like concrete.  Glad I stuck to my craigslist kitchen table!

Mommy's Project 52:8 Happiness

The girls will be 3 1/2 in a month and are somewhat resembling teenagers. They are moody, very concerned with their clothes, and don't do a good job of picking up after themselves. However, when their mood swings in the happy direction they aren't just happy but usually ecstatic. Make-believe games, dress up clothes, dolls, and Halloween candy are just a few things that make them happy. Oh, and most importantly famiy makes them happy. They love being around family and ask about them often. They write or color letters for them, and then sneak off and get envelopes out my desk. 30 envelopes disappeared in one day last week! Anyways, here are pictures of them from one of their happiest days yet...Halloween!

 They were also allowed to wear their Halloween costumes to ballet class. I occasionally caught them wathcing themselves while twirling in their poodle skirts and petticoat.

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Thanksgiving has come and gone, and we are still eating turkey.  No complaints here.  David used the rest of his fried turkeys to make sausage and turkey gumbo.  I've been in heaven.  I was regrettfully not able to take many pictures this year, because I came down with an awful respiratory virus.

Our Thanksgiving holiday started off with the girls and I visitng Oxford for the Ole Miss/LSU game.  As soon as we got there, I felt so bad I couldn't get out of the bed.  Thanks to my family, the girls got to go to the grove, the Phi Mu house (many times for a potty break), and see the Rebelettes and Ole Miss band.  I was able to take a few pictures before they headed off.



Once back in Texas, we had a full house with LaLa, Mad-dog, Nana, Gran, Patsy, Patrick, Eliza, Nancy and David.  A big thanks to Lauren for doing the majority of cooking and her organizational skills.  Thanks everyone for traveling so far to be with us and make it such a memorable time.  We love you all.



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Oh, Eliza and I also had fun making this edible (most of it, anyways) centerpiece.  It's made up of 3 red pears (two cut in half and scooped out for tea lights), 2 green pears, 2 yellow bartlett pears, eucalyptus leaves, baby's breath, and red and green hypericum berries (all found at Kroger, yay!)

Mommy's Project 52:7 Selfless

I didn't think I would get this behind on my Mommy's Project so early on.  I guess doing it 5 weeks late is better than not at all.

My girls are very concerned with who is and is NOT sharing.  They are constantly keeping tabs on each other, their friends, the dog Molly, the boy across the street, Cailou on TV, and the squirrel family that lives in our backyard.  You can still see on their faces the inner battle that goes on when they don't want to give up their toy to their sister.  I do have to say that they are still really good at sharing than most their age.  I think that has to do with being a twin.  They have always had someone that they had to share everything with.  Sometimes, I will catch them selflessly giving something to their sister or genuinely concerned that their sister did not get something.   I can't quite recall what it was or when it was but I do recall how it made me feel.  It was the best present ever to see that they truly thought of their sister and gave without thinking twice, or keeping score, and without the motivation of a reward.