Tag Archives: Twins

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Gymnastics

The boys had a good time at gymnastics after all.

We got there a bit early, so we sat in the bleachers and watched a class of tweens doing stretching exercising and junk. The boys watched them for a few minutes and looked around at the girls working on the uneven bars and stuff, and I could see the little gears working in their brains. Finally D turned to me and said, “Mama, why there no boys?” I was like, uh…. Boys do gymnastics too. They were the only boys in their little Parks & Rec class too. Basically the entire boys in the building, barring dads and a baby or two who were waiting for little girls to be finished. Yep.

So, I sent them into the class, which it turns out I’m not allowed to be in for (haha! An hour to sit quietly and read a book with no one touching me or wanting me to get up and get them a popsicle/sandwich/drink of water!). I had forgotten my book so I sat and watched belly dance videos on my iPod until they came out. They said they had a great time and the teacher said they were really good. They always are for other people.

D says he has a new girlfriend in his gymnastics class. He’s a pimp.

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“I’m going back to sleep!”

Weapon X doesn’t always like to get up in the morning. Project Alpha has been popping up fresh as a daisy at 6am lately. PA came in this morning to wake me up (“Mama, you my best friend forever, want to play with me?”), and apparently he made too much noise for WX, who had climbed in my bed last night, again.

PA came stomping out and glared at WX, who said, “C********, you’re my best friend forever” and tried to hug him. WX pushed him away and said, “You keep being too many noise, I can’t sleep.” Then he went stomping back to bed, saying “I going back to sleep!” PA looked at me and said, “Why C******** can’t sleep in noise?” After a few minutes WX came back out and now they’re happily building train tracks together. Guess PA was still being too many noise.

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“You are not invited to my tea party!”

The boys have been having tea parties. They must have learned this at school. Maybe Weapon X’s stalker showed him, who knows (yes, he’s 4 and has a stalker. A girl in his class LOVES him and follows him around all morning, and apparently talks about him at home, too. Her dad says he’ll worry about this behavior if she’s still doing it in 10 years). Yesterday Project Alpha was setting up a tea party while I was sewing, and he came in to get me and said, “You are invited to my tea party!” So we had tea (juice) for a while with their Animal Friends – Weapon X sleeps with a stuffed elephant every night, Project Alpha has a giraffe – and then I went to do some chores, whereupon the boys immediately became evil, as they often do. I came in to yell at them, and Project Alpha got mad at me and put his hands on his hips with his little face scrunched up angrily and said, “You are not invited to my tea party, Mama!”

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“Best friend”

Project Alpha tells me all the time now, “Mama, you’re my best friend.” Sometimes he says Weapon X is his best friend too, or Dada.

Weapon X was bugging me for a popsicle today (after he’d already had 4) and I told him no. He started begging “peese Mama” until I told him to stop bugging me, then he hid under the table and after a minute I heard, “Mama, yeh ou no?” lol. That’s what I say to them when they’re not paying attention and I ask a question – “Hey! Yes or no?” They’ve started saying that a lot now.

Their enunciation has not improved yet, but they’re talking so much now and in real sentences, even Weapon X. He said a 10-word sentence to me yesterday, his longest yet.

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Today’s funnies

It rained last night, and the boys went outside to their usual mud puddle spot. D looked at the puddle there and gasped in surprise. I said, “The rain made a mud puddle for you last night.” He looked up at the sky and said, “Thank you, rain!” lol.