So, we’re having our hallway bathroom re-done, that’s what I asked for for Christmas. So my mom, dad and Billy’s parents all gave us money in order to do this. The guy started last Monday. He hasn’t been here when I get home at all, but yesterday Emily had a doctor’s appt, so I was home a bit earlier and the guy was still here. Because he’s needed the waterhose in the house a lot, he is leaving the doors open so the hose can stay in, which is fine. I get everyone out of the car and inside. We’re looking at the bathroom, twins are poking around, I’m talking to the guy…then…suddenly…my heart stops. OMG!!! I don’t hear the babies.
I take a few steps down the hall…no babies. I dash outside, and I see my sweet 2 year olds, running, laughing, right down the middle of the road. Holy cow…I sped through the yard, yelling their names, only to have them run away. Thankfully, there were no neighbors outside, and few cars were home. Someone could have been observing thru their window and I’m waiting on Child Services to come knocking on the door, but I’m only hoping that I’m the only one who witnessed this.
I just about died right there on the spot. See, a few months ago Billy and his dad were supposed to be watching William in his grandma’s front yard, and somehow William made it to the sidewalk with no trouble. We yelled at them, scolded them, shook our heads at them. How could you let that happen?!!?! And now, the MAMA, has also let it happen, only, I just let them escape right out of the front door, out of the whole house, without a peep, and start walking down the road. *sigh* Live and learn I suppose.
On a happier note, Emily got a great report from her GI follow-up. Her weight gain and height increase is great, and the dr was very happy and impressed. She had to do blood work which will be the true test, but we were still thrilled to have that news. We seem to be doing Ok with this celiac thing.
One last thing for blog purposes – tonight me and the babies made brownies. It’s the first time they’ve ever “cooked.” It’s always seemed too daunting and messy and just plain hard, with 2 toddlers trying to “help.” But tonight, I’d been wanting to make one of our 4 boxes of gluten free brownies, so I decided to bite the bullet and do it. And we did, and they had a great time, and so did I. I taught them how to lick the bowl and get your hands messy and we all enjoyed a small brownie at the end of it all.
I would also like to document that we did a 5K on Saturday. We are not runners, though we both talk about it. We actually did run too, more than I thought we would. Not nearly the whole way, probably not even half. BUT – we still did it. We couldn’t move for 2 days afterward, but hey – that’s the fun of it all, right?!?!