Someone at church gave Sam a rubber rooster, which he has come to love.
Twins in their fall glory
The sun has set on the first year of twins-parenting...About a week ago, we donated a number of the twins’ toys, seats, clothes and other things (Emily’s amazing double-breastfeeding pillow) to a couple expecting twin boys. We heard about them through a coworker’s wife. It was a very funny feeling, because I am already forgetting how big a transition it is from normal life, to intense pregnancy, to double newborns. A year later, it was a surprise to see how far we had come. Sleep is still a challenge, and the kids want as much time as ever, but they also smile and crawl or walk, can go longer without eating or sleeping, and seem a lot more solid and healthy. The responsibility is the same, but the anxiety is a lot lower. The couple seems happy and nervous. I hope everything goes well for them. I gave them some (possibly unwanted) advice on baby-feeding and considerations on whether they want more kids.
When they left, our house suddenly looked a lot less like a preschool. The jumper, a seat, a swing left with them, and we suddenly had more space than we’d had in a while. This was well timed with the approach of Thanksgiving. It's hard to believe how far we've come.
