Park Adventure

A few weeks ago when the weather was quite nice after an unseasonably long, cold winter, I decided to take the kids to the park. My seven-year-old daughter decided she wanted to ride her bike and her twin brother wanted to ride a scooter. They wanted to ride/scoot all the way to the "Doggie Park" which is a park located about 3 miles from our home (they call if the "Doggie Park" because it has a par course that circles the park and many people walk their dogs on the course). I went along with the idea knowing full well that we would never make it all the way to the "doggie park."

We set out on foot and scooter and bike, walked four blocks when my twins realized that we were coming up on a different park. They begged to "take a break" and play for a bit before we continued on our way to the "Doggie Park." So, we played for a bit, apparently just long enough to be too tired to want to keep trekking to the "Doggie Park". They begged me to go get the car so I could drive them home. Instead I ended up carrying a scooter, pushing a bike, holding two helmets, and anything and everything else we just could not leave home without. We barely made it home, we were so tired. However, the important thing is that we made it! We probably will not try that again too soon.

The Breakfast of Champions

Every morning I wake my twins, help them with sunscreen (remember, we use the Blue Lizard kind), and then I prepare their breakfast while they are getting dressed and brushing teeth. Before preparing their breakfast, though, I ask them what they want. My daughter often chooses an English muffin, her brother Max almost always asks, "Sissy, what do you want?"

I can't say that I blame him, I was much the same when I was a kid. I always wanted to know what my brother chose to eat, do, etc. before I would make my choice. Then I would so irritate my parents by deciding that I would have or do whatever he chose, too. Interesting, I am so not like that now, just ask my husband. In fact he often says, "I'm not sure why you are asking me, is it so you can automatically choose something different?" So, there is hope for Max, too.

Okay, I digress, but I have not ever figured out why Max asks because there is no pattern to what he chooses after he asks, sometimes he will have the same and often he will pick something different. Although I can say that he is generally a sweet person for breakfast. I try to feed them a healthy breakfast but that proves to be difficult when we are on the run (and my husband will often cave to the likes of a pop tart!). About as healthy as we get is waffles and yogurt. Not too bad but could be better. Max and Sissy don't seem to mind, however, they seem to like a little routine in their lives and who can blame them?

Go Fish!

One of the games my twins have been really into lately is "Go Fish!" Not sure why because they have a number of games but, they seem to like the simple games sometimes. I think of it kind of like when they were smaller (like, around two) and they received all sorts of really cool and thoughtful gifts and what they had the most fun with was the box.

Sissy and Max have many decks of cards but are not yet clear on the concept of a "full" deck. The other day I sat down with Sissy to play. I asked her if the deck was full. She said, "How many cards should we have?" I answered and she counted. She said we had the right amount so she dealt the appropriate cards and we played. I sorted my first hand and noted that I had a joker which made me think, "Hmmm." So, we played through the game and we had three lone cards left.

With all those decks of cards it's amazing that not one of them is complete. I can only have hope that someday they will get it.