A Year of the Twins

We did it, we documented a year of the girls growth. 

These girls get cuter and cuter and cuter...

These two are buds. When they are suppose to be napping we can hear cute baby noises and giggles. When one of them gets hurt the other one cries tears of hurt. Rosemary is becoming a walker, she practices everyday. Eleanor will not tip her own cup back, because why would she, her dad is wrapped around her teeny tiny little finger.

And some things never change...

Eleanor's first word was "Oscar." Rosemary's first word was not as distinct but we are surprised it wasn't "shut the fuck up!"


Happy Halloween

Just roll with it. 

A photo dump is in order, as requested by Auntie Valerie.

Another day couldn't go by without showing you Oscar's homemade Halloween costume.

A couple of people asked if he was a Ghostbuster?! Clearly, he is a SCUBA DIVER!

Steph dressed up the girls and took them out and about during the day. Their 6PM bedtime is not conducive to evening activities, but honestly, who doesn't want to see baby twins dressed up in cute costumes? 

Oscar was really interested in carving pumpkins this year.
Because this kept happening. 

Dad took over. 
Then we called it a day. Cutting the top off counts. Right?

A few other things going on in the Lovely Household...

It is all baby all of the time.

The gals are cruising around and getting cuter and cuter by the day. Sometimes I leave the room and when I return, I swear they grew.
Both of the girls have wildly different and adorable personalities, but they are equally manipulative...

Rosemary cries really loud with her head back and eyes closed and then peeks her little eye open to see if anyone is paying attention- then smirks. 
Eleanor throws a fit, tears and all, if Rosemary looks at her wrong (or pushes her over). When we console her she looks at her sister and smiles.
Rascally, but cute!

These girls turn ONE on Saturday. Can you believe it? We can!


Family Photo 2014

We took our 4th Annual Family Photo in Bagley Nature Area yesterday.

I went home a little early from work, threw some clothes down the stairs for the girls, barked orders at Henry to stop working, questioned Henry's outfit, picked out a new shirt for him, told him to stop arguing with me about changing is shirt, grabbed Oscar's outfit, told everyone to get in the van, yelled "Don't forget Stella!", picked up Oscar from preschool, changed his clothes in the parking lot, snap snap snap snap, and arrived back home 40 minutes later to make dinner.

Meet Nanny Stephanie. Stephanie is the newest and greatest thing that has ever happened to us. I am trying to convince her to change her last name to Lovely.