They are pretty darn cute. I see why Heavenly Father saw fit to typically send one at a time, however. Josephine is getting better at eating, bless her heart. Makes a H-U-G-E difference for my level of happiness, as does the fact that my sister made me zucchini bread as token of apology for leaving me this week for the happiest place on earth.
Considering where we could be at this point, Trev and I are faring remarkably well. We've had a lot of help from my mom and sister for which I am eternally grateful. They will march downstairs about twice or three times a day and help us out. But no one seems to want to change the nappies - imagine that :).
Here's a picture from tummy time today. They often spend time just looking at each other in the few hours they are awake during the day. I wonder if they're already communicating in a way I can't understand.
Yeah, people keep pointing out to me that the cuteness? It's a survival mechanism. There's no way they'd survive without being able to charm their parents into loving them despite the terror they put us through.
ReplyDeleteIn response to Em's comment... that's what we'd say to Oliver when he was a roudy 2-3 year old. "It's a darn good thing you're cute!"
ReplyDeleteThings will probably get easier... and then they'll learn how to walk and chaos will start up again. ;-)