I have a few minutes to myself so here are some of my thoughts that have been on my mind. As we are here at the day we say goodbye to Uncle George I am saddened for our family. Other than my grandparents and sadly Bianca and Samuel, Uncle George is one of the first of the young generation to die. I often say to Larry and to people in my family how fortunate I am to have the family we have. I don't know many people who can say they are as close to their cousins, aunts, uncles... as most of us are to each other. Uncle George was a good father and a good uncle. We all have our faults and none of us are perfect, none of us. So, therefore we are all good people. My fondest memories of Uncle George are of him carving the turkeys for thanksgiving in the laundry room with his electric knife. I was always fascinated with that darn knife and the way he prided himself on his carving abilities. My worst memory of uncle George (from a kids perspective) is him yelling at Melanie, (which happened often), to get in the backyard and throw 100 pitches, and "DO IT NOW!" So if my worst memory is of a man yelling at his kid to strive to be better, who gives a crap. Maybe it was that yelling for constant perfection that made Melanie the obsessive, perfectionist she is today. Is it that bad having a clean house or a perfect haircut from anyone of us who she has done those things for?
We are often asked when we are going to buy a house or a bigger car, the answer is when we get around to it. So we may live in a two bedroom apartment on the ground floor of someones' house. We did have to split our dining room to make room for an office, and I do not have nearly enough storage space. But, the one thing we do have is each other. Colin and I have been through 10 years together and I go to bed every night kissing Larry and telling him how happy I am that we found each other and that we make such a great team. I pride myself on my family, not only my immediate family, but my extended family. At any time I can call my sister, mom, Melanie, Kim, Bird, or anyone for that matter and know that if needed they would come to my rescue. Whether I need a haircut, fashion sense (a lot of that) cup of tea, a car ride for Colin, or just someone to talk to, I can call anyone in my family and they will be there. It brings tears to my eyes every time because I am so grateful to have such a wonderful support system.
I know that William and Thomas are loved and cherished by everyone in my family. i heard rumors that some have favorites, but they are both so damn cute how could anyone not love them equally. I am so fortunate to be home with them. sometimes I think two is better than one. i know this sounds crazy, but here is my thinking. It is easy (sometimes) to settle one baby and then they are put down, swing, chair, anything. But, to have two if one is settled, chances are the other is not (unless they are napping). This means that I dedicate 95% of my day to taking care of them. To holding, cuddling, wiping, changing, feeding, loving, smiling, talking, reading, comforting, swaying, bouncing, walking, rocking, strolling, dressing, and the list goes on and on. They have my undivided attention all day long, so a bed may not get made or a bathroom cleaned, but a baby was loved and at the end of the day that is what is most important.
So, in closing, goodbye Uncle George, you will be missed and you were loved, not only by me, but by our family.
Being a parent is so amazing, Nursing creates such a special bond for the baby and the mom, but in my case it also creates a special bond for the boys. They often hold each others' hands while nursing. Most day when they are done they look at each other and talk. it is so cute and such an awesome experience. I am truly blessed to have both babies.
Last night Thomas was whispering sweet nothings into my ears and he told me that one of his life goals is to be onstage with the Red Hot Chili Peppers. He wanted to start putting his portfolio together so they would seen how deep his dedication runs. He was upset at how loose the sock was, but I told him not to worry that it will fit someday.
Here Colin is working on some self epressive art.
I am almost done with our swings, so i decided to capture the moment and show myself and all of you just how much baby aparatus we have in our house. All that have children know how big and cumbersome these chairs and swings and carseats and playpens and....... are, think if it was all double. I will not be sad to see the swings go or the bouncing seats or the carseats. I am fortunate enough to have some friends (through my sister) that loaned us most of the items pictured here, so luckily I do not have to find some place to store them (mom's garage) Some extras came from cousins, garage sales and others. The toys get smaller as they get bigger, but you would never know that by looking at Colin's room filled with tanks and vehicles and army men.
We took all the boys out to see Grandpa Gene last weekend. They twins slept for the whole car ride out. When we arrived they ate, then immediatly fell back asleep for over 4 hours. It must have been the sea air. They woke up long enough to eat, snap a few pictures and then, sadly it was time to leave. They almost made it home without crying, almost. Colin came up with come creative new sounds from the backseat to keep the boys quiet.
Colin at the Linkin Park concert (yes mom the spelling is correct)
As I have stated in pervious posts, Colin has been such a big help with his brothers, so Larry and I decided to get him tickets to see Linkin Park. They are a rock band and one of his personal favorites. Larry taught him an important life lesson about going to concerts, "dont leave until the lights come on, then you know the concert is really over" Well this paid off for the two when Jay-Z came onto the stage for an encore. They were both excited and glad they stayed.
we were fortunate enough to catch up with our good friends Alberto and Victoria and their kids on Monday. Here is Colin with Silvio who is 31/2 and their daughter Willa
I love my yoga ball. this ball helped me through my pregnancy and now with the babies. It works better than a rocking chair. All moms should invest in one. Ok, so I don't lay down on the ball with them like Colin here, but we spend a lot of time bouncing. It works almost as good as the vacuum. The vacuum is the ultimate baby quieter. That is Larry's personal favorite, he would run it all night long if I could stand it. 
If I was a young gay guy I would totally be all over Marco. Who wouldnt want to be with a really cute guy like this. He is going to be a great wife someday.
