Her Crowning Glory

Scoutie Girl's crown is finished!  Here are a few pics of the twins wearing their crowns today.  Amazingly, they both kept them on for quite a while.  Sure, I may have pinned their arms to their side while placing the crown on their heads.  All the same, the crowns stayed on!

I'm the king of the world!  Big change from the last time he put this crown on...

In front of their newborn pics...hard to believe it's a year later...

The best compliment ever was when their big brother asked me to make him a crown as well.  Originally, I was planning on making him his own red/black/white crown for his race car birthday party (one week after the twins' party).  Now, I think I might actually make him a turquoise one to wear to the twins' party as well.  

For the list of tutorials on how to make this crown, see my post here.  They are super simple to make!

*Twins Rock* 1st Birthday Invitation

Just wanted to share the final version of the twins' first birthday invite.  It's funny.  Only our immediate family is invited so I didn't really need to send out invites.  I just can't help but make them!


Since the twins are having a rock-n-roll birthday theme, I wanted their invitation to be like a rock concert poster.  I used Gimp (free ware similar to Photoshop) to make them.  I plan on making envelopes out of pages from an old Rolling Stone magazine.  


Rock on.
                                  

Jesus Loves Poo, This I Know

Merrick is in time out.  I just carried him like a sack of potatoes into the time out area for kicking his brother.  While he's taking a few mintues to reflect (loudly), I thought I'd quickly jot down a few funny thoughts about my ever changing whirlwind of a toddler:

 - This morning, when he was wearing a hanger on his head for a hat, I told him, "Merrick, you're silly."  "Thank you," he said with a serious face.  It was* such a compliment to him. 

 - Merrick has started showing signs of understanding who God is.  Two nights ago, Merrick and I raised the blinds of the playroom window, turned out the lights, and watched the lightening light up the sky over and over.  "It's just like Jesus!" he said, all on his own.  No prompting from me.  He went on, "And Jesus is in our hearts."  I was speechless.

 - Speaking of Jesus, Merrick's new favorite word is poop.  He fits it into every single conversation.  Somehow.  Someway.  Last night, as we were singing "Jesus loves me" to the twins at bed time, Merrick substituted his favorite word in to turn the beloved Christian classic into "Jesus loves poo."  


More Merrick madness to come after a much needed nap time.  

*By the way, Merrick was "released" from time out at this point of my writing.  He is now sitting on my lap saying, "poop, poopie, poop," and laughing.    

When Two Makes a Difference

I just shared an incredibly special moment with the twins.  After their morning nap, I scooped them both out of their cribs and the three of us rocked together in the spit up covered, green suede rocker in their nursery.  Even though it is almost 11 am, we were all still in our pjs and it was a bit dark and totally quiet in the room.  Each twin laid his/her head on one of my shoulders and started sucking his/her thumb.  I took turns laying my cheek against one baby's noggin while kissing the head of the other baby.

There are times, like this morning, when having two babies really does make a difference.  There are special times when I see them connect that are unlike any thing else.  Like, for example, when I nurse the two at the same time and they hold hands.  Or, the more common alternative, when I'm tandem nursing and one twin puts the other in a head lock with his legs.  At Christmas, it was so awesome to watch them open their first Christmas gifts together and then, ignoring the gift, sit together and chew on opposite sides of the same piece of wrapping paper.  I love watching Scout, our twin girl, pull herself up into a standing position while holding onto a chair and then watching Sawyer, her twin brother, pull himself into standing holding onto her.   Then, of course, there is the side of me (the side that is just plain wrong) that thinks it's hilarious to put two 6 month old twins in a crib with one pacifier and watch them duke it out.

I am so blessed.