Remember kidnapper van lady. You know the one with the missing tooth off centered to the left. Asking me if "they were mine". Well -- today we were sitting in my favorite little mexican restaurant downtown (no I wasn't eating fattening mexican food. remember I am a fat baby mama). It was hot outside and I was having a nice cold diet coke while E squared finished up a little cat nap. So this developmentally delayed dude (must remain politically correct even though the guy was clearly retarded as evidenced by this convo) came over with his mouth still full of tortilla chips. He proceeds to talk (have you ever tried to whistle with saltines in your mouth)(as a joke -- not when you actually planned to talk to another person) - spraying his disgusting half chewed chips around. I mean thank goodness BOB was there -- with his oversized sun shades......protecting E squared. So here goes -- oh wait -- the best part. He was wearing electric blue socks with 1 orange and 1 lime green CROC......... no joke! Ok now -- so here goes........
electric croc guy: oh, twins!? (no big deal, very common question)(right?)
me: yeah. Two little girls. (didn't even leave room for the obligatory a boy and a girl?)
electric croc guy: my so and so's (some family member -- I don't remember because frankly I didn't give a croc) brothers sisters neighbor (or whatever) had twins and they were born a half a second apart.
me: WOW -- that's one fast doctor. (what else was I supposed to say -- can ANYTHING be done a half a damn second apart. Let alone birth children)
electric croc guy: so are you still with their dad? (what the hell kind of question is that? Is it too much to think that a woman can push her twin babies around downtown on a Saturday and still be married?) But like I said the guy must have been retarded. Right? NO NO NO I am not making fun of developmentaly delayed folks -- he wasn't REALLY. He was weird though.
Now the good stuff............ MUNCHKINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Here is Edie doing her "belly pose". She loves to roll over from her back to her belly and spends quite a bit of time doing so. A typical day consists of her rolling over, playing and yelling for about 1 minute, screaming and crying, me rolling her back, her immediately rolling back over........... you get the picture. 128 times / day. But it's cute and she has fun........
Here is Ella in her bathrobe.........
Here is Ella sitting. We don't usually wear our pants that high -- not sure what happened.