Okay, I know I am behind on my blogs so I am going to add two tonight. Last weekend, Brett, my Mom, and I took the girls to West Lafayette to visit my grandfather at his nursing home. Before I go any further, let me say, I have heard about a thousand comments about the twins from strangers but until last weekend nobody has tried to touch the girls. I was previously warned that this could occur but had never prepared a suitable response in anticipation of it actually happening. Before I continue, here are the comments (in the exact order) we get from people when we bring the girls out:
1.) Are they twins? They are generally dressed exactly alike and in the same carriers but I still don't think this question is as stupid as they get!
2) Boys or Girls? Okay, getting stupider (is that a word?). Anybody who has seen my girls knows that it basically looks like I dipped them and all their belongings in Pepto Bismol. Who would do that do their sons?
3) Do twins run in your family? They do now!
4) Did you have them naturally or c-section? Seriously! Reminder, these are complete strangers asking me this question!
5) Do you breastfeed them both? I can't quite figure out if people ask this because they want to know if I breastfeed versus bottlefeed or if they want to know if I breastfeed them at the same time. I am sure it is the latter.
Comments provided not in the form of a question:
Uh-oh, Double Trouble (I like to think of them as Double Blessings)
Boy, do you have your hands full (Yes, mostly of poopie diapers and bottles of formula)
How do you do it? (Uh, do I have a choice?)
Anyways, back to my original subject. Old People and Babies. So we are at the nursing home and it would appear that senior citizens look at babies and see the Fountain of Youth because they make a bee line for them. Fine, I get it, babies are cute (especially my babies) but these people were like grease lightning. Before I could bat an eye, they grabbed Sweetie Pie's hand. Yes, the hand she has recently discovered and the hand that has taken up permanent residence in her mouth. Ugh, I have no idea where that man's hand has been. I am their Mom and I don't even put my hand in their mouth and I am an insane hand washing freak! Before I could say a word, Brett swooped Sweetie Pie away and immediately began wiping her down with baby wipes and then proceeded to quarantine her from all human contact for the remainder of the day. My hero!!!
1.) Are they twins? They are generally dressed exactly alike and in the same carriers but I still don't think this question is as stupid as they get!
2) Boys or Girls? Okay, getting stupider (is that a word?). Anybody who has seen my girls knows that it basically looks like I dipped them and all their belongings in Pepto Bismol. Who would do that do their sons?
3) Do twins run in your family? They do now!
4) Did you have them naturally or c-section? Seriously! Reminder, these are complete strangers asking me this question!
5) Do you breastfeed them both? I can't quite figure out if people ask this because they want to know if I breastfeed versus bottlefeed or if they want to know if I breastfeed them at the same time. I am sure it is the latter.
Comments provided not in the form of a question:
Uh-oh, Double Trouble (I like to think of them as Double Blessings)
Boy, do you have your hands full (Yes, mostly of poopie diapers and bottles of formula)
How do you do it? (Uh, do I have a choice?)
Anyways, back to my original subject. Old People and Babies. So we are at the nursing home and it would appear that senior citizens look at babies and see the Fountain of Youth because they make a bee line for them. Fine, I get it, babies are cute (especially my babies) but these people were like grease lightning. Before I could bat an eye, they grabbed Sweetie Pie's hand. Yes, the hand she has recently discovered and the hand that has taken up permanent residence in her mouth. Ugh, I have no idea where that man's hand has been. I am their Mom and I don't even put my hand in their mouth and I am an insane hand washing freak! Before I could say a word, Brett swooped Sweetie Pie away and immediately began wiping her down with baby wipes and then proceeded to quarantine her from all human contact for the remainder of the day. My hero!!!
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