On Christmas Eve the boys woke up and happily played with their new playstand that Santa had left for them the night before. Then that evening Joshua started projectile vomiting :( Caleb thought that the sight of his brother retching was the most hilarious thing ever! We never made it to our church's Christmas Eve service, and that night Joshua and I slept on the floor at the foot of the bed, and each time he woke up I would roll him over so that he could aim for the hardwood floor. Then he would sip some water and drift back to a fitful sleep, only to wake up and repeat the process an hour or so later. We finally made it over to Mimi and Papa's in the early afternoon on Christmas Day and enjoyed dinner with Kiki, Sooja Emo, Samchun, and Sungmo while Joshua napped. When he woke up and vomited again, we knew that our visit to Granny and Babo would have to be postponed, and we finally made it there the evening after Christmas. We were fairly certain that Joshua was all better, but he continued to throw up once a day for the next 2 days. But he was happy for the most part and we all enjoyed visiting with Granny, Babo, Uncle Patrick, and Auntie Beth, although our delay sadly prevented us from seeing Aunt Frances. The day after that was a glorious one in which none of us threw up, and I scored an unheard of (at least in Northern Virginia) deal on $0.98/lb Fuji apples at a Wal-Mart somewhere off of I-81 on our way home. But my good fortune was short-lived, as the stomach bug finally decided to pay me a visit the next day, although thankfully only for one day. And even more thankfully, Joe and Caleb survived the Christmas week completely unscathed! Thank God!
So while this past Christmas was certainly a Christmas to remember, it's not one that we ever intend to repeat!
Monday, December 31, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Okay, alright.
Here is a typical conversation that may be overheard in our house these days:
The boys seem to think that "okay" and "alright" are perfectly synonymous to "yes". For example:
The boys also like to exclaim "whoooooo!" while we're changing their diapers, mimicking my usual reaction to their stinky poos. Then they'll say "all clean!" after they're done being changed. They are extremely fascinated with the toilet these days. When I dump their poo into the toilet, they will stand by as I flush and say "bye bye, poo!" and wave as the whilring water whisks it away. They still are not fond of sitting on it, however. I think they're afraid of falling in. My cousin told me that she potty-trained her daughter Yoojin in one day this past summer by just letting her run around without a diaper on. So I think we'll try that this summer, and I'm sure the boys won't object- they absolutely love scampering around the house sans clothes. Caleb has even become quite good at removing his pants and diaper on his own.
- Caleb: Cracker? Cracker?
- Mommy: Do you want some crackers, Caleb?
- Caleb (in a tone that suggests he is reluctantly conceding): Okay, alright.
The boys seem to think that "okay" and "alright" are perfectly synonymous to "yes". For example:
- Mommy: "Joshua, are you pooping?"
- Joshua: "Alright, okay".
The boys also like to exclaim "whoooooo!" while we're changing their diapers, mimicking my usual reaction to their stinky poos. Then they'll say "all clean!" after they're done being changed. They are extremely fascinated with the toilet these days. When I dump their poo into the toilet, they will stand by as I flush and say "bye bye, poo!" and wave as the whilring water whisks it away. They still are not fond of sitting on it, however. I think they're afraid of falling in. My cousin told me that she potty-trained her daughter Yoojin in one day this past summer by just letting her run around without a diaper on. So I think we'll try that this summer, and I'm sure the boys won't object- they absolutely love scampering around the house sans clothes. Caleb has even become quite good at removing his pants and diaper on his own.
Monday, December 10, 2007
25 months old (I know, I know...)
I know, now that the boys are 2, it seems pretty silly to continue with the x-months-old updates on the 10th of each month. But I figure it's just as good a time as any to talk about what's been going on in the wild, wild world of 2-year-old twin boys. Otherwise, who knows when I'll ever get around to it?
Caleb and Joshua have finally started speaking English sentences. Here are some things they can be heard saying nowadays:
The monkey is a small orange plastic monkey that has recently become the object of Joshua's affection. Its mere presence will calm him down immediately. I snuck it to the doctor's office with us and gave it to him after he got his shots and he stopped crying immediately. Nice job, monkey!
The boys are also very alert and aware of their surroundings when we're on the road. They recognize the streets we take to get to Mimi and Papa's house and will start yelling "Mimiiiii! Mimiiiii! Papa! Kiki! Mimiiiiii" when we're still a couple minutes away (Kiki is their name for Uncle Chris). Similarly, they know that when we merge onto a certain highway we are on our way to pick up Daddy at work, and they will yell "Daddy! Daddy!" And after spending some quality time with Daddy at Chick-fil-a, when we turn into the parking lot of his building they will say "bye bye, Daddy" even before we stop the car, because they understand that this is where we drop Daddy off.
We have noticed that while the boys will sometimes quarrel viciously with each other, they are pacifists in their interactions with other kids their age. If another kid pushes or otherwise antagonizes them, they appear to be shocked. Their lips quiver, their faces turn red, and they fight to hold back tears, as if they don't understand what they did to deserve such treatment. But with each other, there is no holding back!
The boys are becoming very particular about their attire. They only want to wear tops that have pictures or words on them. They want nothing to do with their handsome argyle, striped, or fairisle knit sweaters. They do, however, enjoy wearing their vertically-striped button-down shirts which they refer to as "Daddy," on account of their resemblance to the shirts that Daddy often wears.
We have decided to majorly cut back on the boys' TV viewing lately. It had gotten to the point where the boys would throw tantrums if we didn't let them watch the same Baby Einstein DVD 5 times in a row, so we decided to cut it out of our lives cold turkey. The first few days were extremely rough, but we ended up going for about 4 weeks without watching any TV at all in our house. Then a couple weeks ago I let them watch Baby Einstein while I gave them a haircut, and they actually sat somewhat still during the haircuts since it was such a huge treat. They no longer ask to watch TV a billion times a day like they used to, and everyone is a lot happier.
Caleb and Joshua have finally started speaking English sentences. Here are some things they can be heard saying nowadays:
- Where is the monkey?
- All gone! Is there any more?
- Monkey, where are you?
- Read the book!
The monkey is a small orange plastic monkey that has recently become the object of Joshua's affection. Its mere presence will calm him down immediately. I snuck it to the doctor's office with us and gave it to him after he got his shots and he stopped crying immediately. Nice job, monkey!
The boys are also very alert and aware of their surroundings when we're on the road. They recognize the streets we take to get to Mimi and Papa's house and will start yelling "Mimiiiii! Mimiiiii! Papa! Kiki! Mimiiiiii" when we're still a couple minutes away (Kiki is their name for Uncle Chris). Similarly, they know that when we merge onto a certain highway we are on our way to pick up Daddy at work, and they will yell "Daddy! Daddy!" And after spending some quality time with Daddy at Chick-fil-a, when we turn into the parking lot of his building they will say "bye bye, Daddy" even before we stop the car, because they understand that this is where we drop Daddy off.
We have noticed that while the boys will sometimes quarrel viciously with each other, they are pacifists in their interactions with other kids their age. If another kid pushes or otherwise antagonizes them, they appear to be shocked. Their lips quiver, their faces turn red, and they fight to hold back tears, as if they don't understand what they did to deserve such treatment. But with each other, there is no holding back!
The boys are becoming very particular about their attire. They only want to wear tops that have pictures or words on them. They want nothing to do with their handsome argyle, striped, or fairisle knit sweaters. They do, however, enjoy wearing their vertically-striped button-down shirts which they refer to as "Daddy," on account of their resemblance to the shirts that Daddy often wears.
We have decided to majorly cut back on the boys' TV viewing lately. It had gotten to the point where the boys would throw tantrums if we didn't let them watch the same Baby Einstein DVD 5 times in a row, so we decided to cut it out of our lives cold turkey. The first few days were extremely rough, but we ended up going for about 4 weeks without watching any TV at all in our house. Then a couple weeks ago I let them watch Baby Einstein while I gave them a haircut, and they actually sat somewhat still during the haircuts since it was such a huge treat. They no longer ask to watch TV a billion times a day like they used to, and everyone is a lot happier.
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