This post is many random and unconnected things in one.
First ROOOOAD TRIP!!!
Travis, the boys, and I are going on last -minute road trip this weekend to San Diego. I am pretty freaking excited, and not the least because the last time I went to California, I looked like this:
And also because, we have never traveled ANYWHERE with the boys, except to my parent's house in Montana and back, and that wasn't so much a vacation, as a necessity.
Are you in San Diego? Do you want to meet for lunch or something?
Do you have good suggestions of what I can do by myself there with two little boys? Travis will be off filming most of the time, and the boys and I will be PAR-TAY-ING.
Secondly, I decided on Orchard pics, and wanted to show them off. We're going to hang them in a line in clip frames over the bed like this:
And here are close-ups of my chosen pictures:
Thirdly, after all of your comments on my post "On Taking twins to the grocery store, park, or Costco," which were horrifying and hilarious, I remembered a conversation that I never posted about.
And you guys, it was weird.
Travis and I were at this hotel banquet/speeches/people in suits thing (I seriously don't know what it was!) and afterward there was this really loud jazz band, playing "Leave our hotel" type music.
My kids were really into it, and were running around, dancing and drumming on things. A caterer YELLS across the room to me, "TWINS?"
I nod and mouth yes, and then go back to ignoring her.
A few minutes later, I glance over to where she is standing, shouting to someone else and pointing at my kids. She yells to me, "I TOLD HIM THAT HE CAN HAVE ONE OF YOUR KIDS, SINCE HE DOESN'T HAVE ANY."
Seriously, it is so loud, and we aren't friends and she is SHOUTING across the entire room about stealing my children. I obviously look confused, because she yells,
"THAT'S OKAY, RIGHT?" and then laughs like crazy.
I shake my head, and give her a tiny fake smile. I know you're joking. But seriously, don't take my kids.
Then she comes over to me, and still shouting, though not quite as loudly, says, "IT'S THE WORST WHEN ONE FINALLY FALLS ASLEEP AND THEN HIS BROTHER WAKES HIM UP, RIGHT?"
I nod, but don't look at her, or make eye contact. I am watching my kids to make sure they are not stolen.
"I HAVE TWINS, TOO!" she yells.
I give her a small smile.
"I MEAN, NOT REALLY. BUT MY KIDS WERE ONLY 15 MONTHS APART, SO IT'S PRACTICALLY THE SAME THING."
Say what, now?
Crazy, much? We left shortly after this, since I didn't want my kids to end up with someone else, and since she clearly wanted them and was insane.
Also, this weekend we went to the duck pond again, and my children were not dressed the same. They were running around screaming at ducks and I was chasing them both. I overheard a woman say to her boyfriend, "Oh, look! Twins!"
To which he responded, "They don't even look alike, you're just saying that because they're the same age."
First of all: They do look alike. They look pretty darn identical, especially to strangers. You must have meant, they aren't DRESSED alike.
Second of all: Babies that clearly belong to the same woman and are the exact same age: ARE TWINS.
They could be entirely different colors, (Okay, that's possible. For reals.) they do not need to look alike, and they really, really don't need to be dressed alike.
They are still twins.
Oh, fourthly, ( I should have included this up with "We're going on a roadtrip!) does anyone know how to find parks and playgrounds along a route on Google Maps? I know how to find parks based on a zipcode, but I want them ALL, so we can stop and play on our way to CALIFORNIA!
I'm really excited.
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