Sicky, Sick, Sicks

Not in the cool way.  The little nuggets have been sick.  It started last Thursday with CB then carried to M on Tuesday, and here we are, this Thursday, making our way out of the Virus Vault.  Poor girls (am I allowed to say, 'poor me?').  The low points-vomit stains on carpet and changing CB's pants 5 times in one day.  The lowest point?  Not being able to amply cuddle the sick child because the well child would have none of it.  It was jealousy to the max because I wasn't able to give equal attention.  This is one of the most challenging parts of having two.  The high point?  Having normally insanely active 2 year olds just want Mommy to, 'hold you!' and 'cuddle mommy.'  That's worth a small amount of pukey.

CB

CB

One of MANY MANY baths (it was when they were the happiest)

M

Daddy w/M

M

M & Mommy (both with sad faces)

2 Turn 2

Two years old today (weelll a couple days ago now). Wow, they are definitely not babies anymore. The difference between one and two is incredible. They run and jump and climb everywhere. They can tell me what they are doing, what they want, who they're with and everything in between. Milly is about 26 lbs and Clarabelle is 24 lbs. M is about an inch and a half taller than CB. Our favorite books are:
Brown Bear, Brown Bear
Blue Hat, Green Hat
Any Pookie books
Goodnight Moon
And a Mickey Mouse book that came in a pack of Huggies swim diapers. Ha!
These are the most requested.
I wish I could remember every cute and funny thing you say but your are on to the next thing so fast I rarely have time to write them down. I need to get better about this! You had a great birthday. We went to Sky Zone to jump then had lunch at Chick-Fil-A with GiGi, Poppi and Tannis. Then Daddy went to work and you took a nap. Afterwards we went to Noah's Ark, and met Blair and Eli. After that we went to Daddy's work and had dinner. Perfect day. Your birthday party was on Sunday. More about that later.

No Easter Bunny!

We went to the mall to see the Easter Bunny. I (delusionally) thought that they were old enough to enjoy this. Not the case. At all. "No! No Easter bunny! No!" They cried and look so terrified. They clung to me. I abandoned ship. But on the way home they fell asleep. When I got M out of the car she woke up startled and said, "no Easter bunny." Yes, Milly, no Easter bunny. Until next year. However, they certainly were appreciative if the treats this terrifying fuzzy white bunny left for them.

The girls got to do more than one hunt for eggs. We practiced before Easter.

I have boo-boo!

While in Florida last week, the girls both fell while running on the sidewalk (a couple times). These battles with the concrete resulted in mildly bloody knees. Boo-boos, if you will. M & CB were (are) pretty proud of their war wounds. Every nap time and every morning I come in to find both of them with their pants pulled up past their knees exclaiming, "I have boo boo!" They will tell anyone they meet, "I have boo boo, I fall down!" Ryan and I are wondering what they are going to talk about once their boo-boos have completely healed. Wait. There will be another boo-boo by then!