The Art of Making Snowflakes

Brains has been wanting to make both of her grandma's birthday cards for quite sometime now. I do admit I've been dragging my feet on helping her with the project since craftiness just isn't my thing. She was excited about making snowflakes to put on their cards so last night we finally got to it. I cut out my first snowflake, thinking it would look really good and Brains would be really excited. After cutting and opening the paper, I realized instantly that I was way out of practice!

I thought, "No need to be discouraged, it's my first snowflake, I'm just a little rusty." I cut and cut and tried and tried to make a nice snowflake only to be disappointed over and over again!





Didn't I make snowflakes in grade school? Was I just less picky about how they looked back then or did I actually have some talent that I lost somewhere along the way?
My husband arrived home after an overly long trip to the store to buy a new tire for our van:o/ He sat down at the table picked up some sissors and started making his own snowflakes. And yes... they put mine to shame SEVERLY, as if they weren't already shameful!
We sat in mostly silence for quite awhile until he finally said, "Soooo, how's it going?" I gave a short, "fine" in reply. He began to wonder what my problem was so I grabbed my snowflake out of the trash and showed it to him (seriously guys, the snowflake thing made me pretty grumpy). Instant laughter rolled from his lips as he said, "Oh wow! Those are horrible!!! You are so uncreative!" We both know that creativity is NOT something the Lord has blessed me with. We were both laughing and he says, "I just don't think I've seen such pathetic snowflakes before, what are you doing?" We sat and contemplated for awhile, wondering just what happened to our skills (or lack there of in my case) of snowflake making. Though his were pretty and intricate, they were square and he likened them to some kind of Aztec design:o)
So my husbands creative snowflakes, and this one really did turn out nice!

Compared to my uncreative snowflakes that it looks like a six year old made:o) I gave up trying on the second one, therefore no design on the inside of it...

A Strangers Cart and a Strangers House

Today my sister and I went grocery shopping together at Walmart. If my girls aren't riding IN the cart I have them hold on to the side of the cart and often times they stand on the bottom part and hold on. Both my sister and I were standing on one side of an isle, while a lady was walking past on the other side. Curly was blocking her way, so I said, "Curly, come hold on to the cart!" She was in her own little world (as she often is) and quickly hopped on to the lady's cart and held on tight. She just stayed put, while my sister bopped her on the hands with some paper and tried to get her to notice where she was (or should I say where she wasn't?). The lady patiently waited while Curly just sat and held on. It took forever for Curly to notice what was going on and since I was blocked in by my sister and the lady I couldn't just grab her off. Curly finally looked up and scrunched her eyebrows while she got off and found my cart. Me and my sister were laughing SO hard - I literally had tears in my eyes! Even now I laugh at the memory, what a funny girl!

My hubby and I went and looked at a couple of houses last week. We arrived at one of them and didn't see a realtor, but decided maybe it was one of those where the home owners show you around instead of the realtor. While I was deliberating whether or not to get the kiddos out of the car (not wanting to get them out in case it wasn't the house), my hubby and Brains went up and knocked on the door. A lady answered, and since my hubby had to open the screen door to knock, it seemed like the lady was inviting him in when she opened wide her door. He went in and Brains quickly made herself at home while my hubby reminded her to "take off her shoes when going in to someone elses house." My husband was also quick to explain to the lady that his wife was just getting the other kids out of the car, but would be in shortly. After all of this, the lady finally says, "Excuse me... who are you?" My hubby asked her about her house and apparently we were on Lane instead of Court, the rest of the address matched perfectly except for those 2 little important words. Come to find out, the house we really wanted to look at (where the realtor was waiting patiently for us) was right behind the house we mistakened for it. I have to wonder why 2 houses with such similar addresses are so close to each other??? Another super funny experience (maybe more for me than for that poor lady or my silly husband).

My husband got home from work the other morning and since snow was in the forecast I asked him if it was snowing outside yet. He said, "No it's like 45 degrees out there!" We sat down to watch some news and after about 30 minutes we saw a live video feed of the airport and the weather there. My husband is like, "What? That's the airport and it's totally snowing there, when was that?" We realized it was present time and it WAS snowing at the airport??? We quickly looked out the blinds and the ground was covered in snow! The weather here is SO, SO, weird! So our morning started out pleasant at about 45 degrees and ended off with a severe blizzard that evening!? Crazy!!!

House Hunting

I don't know if any of you remember my post where I said I was breaking Smiles from sucking his fingers... Yeah, after diligence and hard work he still has no conscience whatsoever about sucking his phalanges. It started with his middle and ring finger on his left hand, but when I made it impossible to suck those he went to his pointer on his right hand, so I taped up that finger too, and guess what??? He started sucking his thumb!!! Yep, my kid is an addict and I'm a little discouraged in this process:o/ I have resorted to 2 pairs of tights, one leg from each pair covering an arm and the other 2 legs tied between his legs. Works great until he pees through his diaper at night and onto the tights too (I recently bought some bigger diapers for nights since this became way to regular an occurrence and I was getting tired of doing his bedding laundry). Anyway, I think since I have seen NO improvement in this area of finger sucking I am going to let my little phalanges sucking addict continue in his ways unhindered.
Currently my husband and I are in the process of looking for the perfect house, which is definitely a 4 bedroom, in the perfect location for his job and our church. I am way more stressed and worried about the housing situation than I am about having twins. In fact, neither me or my hubby are worried about having twins at all. We know that we will be busy and every day won't be perfect, but we're excited about what is to come! Anyway we've looked at a lot of on-line houses, but visiting them is a different story since it isn't just a trip down the road to check these houses out, it's more like a 45 minute drive! So much to consider and so many options, and let me just tell you folks, we would have been plenty happy and content to go the next 10 years without owning a home, but alas it is necessary. We checked out some apartments a couple of weeks ago and the maximum occupancy for apartments (at least the ones we looked at and it seemed to be a trend) is 6 people and we will have 7! CRAZY that we can't even live in apartments buildings anymore even if we want too! So that is where we are for now, on the house hunt and dreading yet another move, but hopefully our last move for at least a good 5 years!
As far as I go, I am feeling GREAT! At this point I don't feel any different than I would with just one baby in my stomach, but it's official... I am getting bigger and bigger and it seems like this is happening on a daily basis:o/ I'm pretty sure that at 20 weeks I look about like I normally do at around 7 months! Time did slow down once we found out about the twins, but now that we're looking for a new place to live it seems like time has sped up again, time is NOT on our side if we want to move before the babies get here (which I would prefer). When Smiles was about 2 weeks old we moved and I said I would NEVER move with an infant again, because I just didn't get to snuggle my new baby as much as I would have liked too. Sadly we will probably be moving when the babies are super new again, AND if it really is my last time having a baby/babies I want to enjoy them as much as possible *sniff*. This may seem like a small delima, but to me it's pretty depressing:o(
At my last appointment my doctor said that it is pretty common to have to do a cesarean with twins, he went on to say, that IF he did have to do a cesarean and my hubby and I were indeed done having kids (and he said not to do it out of convenience, but only if we really wanted to be done) that it would be a good time to tie my tubes. We were so certain about being "done", but just that small conversation made me sad thinking about officially being done *whaaaa*. Talking to my hubby about my feelings, he's like, "Your killing me here" because of my indecisiveness. He went on to say that he loves kids and wouldn't mind having more (that didn't help in the decision making process), anyway we have some time to think about it and I definitely know I don't want any surprise babies a year after the twins are born, nor do I want to be having babies very late in life (though we are still both in our 20's), it seems to make perfect sense to get "fixed", but I have yet to come to terms with it. I told my man that the twins birth would be a good time to get "fixed" since I would be so excited about them, it would help me not be so depressed about having my tubes tied. So these are the predicaments we are having right now, many a decision to make, but exciting times ahead:o) So glad to know that God has a plan for us and everything is in His hands - just knowing that relieves a lot of stress!