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Archive for September, 2006
Tycho and Clara, February 2005
Wednesday, September 20th, 2006Automobility
Wednesday, September 20th, 2006Looks like Lenya and Halen are trying to regain their title. Here’s Halen pushing Lenya on the ride-on fire engine. They made it all the way along the hall and back and down again (with a little steering assistance) before Halen got distracted by Tycho’s carseat.
Tycho and Clara, May 2005
Saturday, September 9th, 2006Just when you thought Lenya and Halen were the cutest things ever…
(thanks to Pedro Ito for these pictures)
Happy as two sandboys
Saturday, September 9th, 2006
Ah, the weekend
Saturday, September 9th, 2006Ah, weekends. Four adults to only three children. And then we manage to palm Tycho off on his paternal grandparents to visit the open day of our local police station. Wow, fancy having time to one’s self. So of course Mum reminds me that we need some more photos up on the blog.
Halen and Lenya are outdoing themselves when it comes to cuteness these days. Both solid cruisers by now and intent on getting into anything and everything. Thank goodness it will be basically summertime when they learn to walk unassisted. Curiosity and brawn combine to make a seriously lethal combination. We’ve had one playroom blocked off for Tycho so that he can have his toys without worrying about destruction and swallowing – now Halen and Lenya can get past the orginal barrier so we’ve had to amp things up. Lenya was SOOOOO happy when she found the other door into Tycho’s space open this morning. Fortunately for us, she gave herself away with her delighted (and delightful) giggle.
Greg, Anne and Robin were all out living it up last night so I was bathing three kids on my own. The crawlers found this a wonderful opportunity to get in some serious demolition work on the bathroom cupboard.
The kitchen cupboards have been secured. Halen thinks they make good drums though.
This morning, Tycho pointed out to Robin that the batteries on Halen and Lenya’s ride-on really needed changing. Of course, there were three assistant mechanics eager to help out. You should have seen them all winding the grandfather clock.
And of course whenever there is a quiet moment in the mayhem, there’s always a grandmother’s knee to lean against while you cook up some second breakfasts.
And there is just no such thing as having a quiet snack on your own these days. They are eating cold porridge and unsweetened yogurt. Never really understood why Greg likes it but apparently it is quite popular with the younger generation too.
The team
Saturday, September 9th, 2006
Best friends
Monday, September 4th, 2006
(In case you missed it in that last gallery.)
Normality
Monday, September 4th, 2006I feel we are getting into the swing of things a bit better. I’ve just managed to download a few photos, and here I am blogging them in the present, rather than retro-blogging them much later.
Firstly, here’s me and Tycho making Anzac biscuits (cookies in US-speak.)
And here is our very helpful household help person (courtesy of the New Zealand government) Chookie with the hordes.
Time marches on
Monday, September 4th, 2006Well, time marches on and soon we will have been back in NZ two whole months. I think my subliminal has finally caught up with the idea that we won’t actually be moving back to a small apartment in New Mexico!
We’re in the process of trying to move Lenya and Halen into their own bed so that Greg and I can actually sleep in our own bed again. They are sharing a single bed, sleeping crosswise and boy, are they cute. In six months or so, Halen will be too large for that and we’ll have to move on to top-n-tailing. Which will also be tremendously cute. Some things you only get with twins I guess.
Everything old is new again
Monday, September 4th, 2006I had an interesting conversation at playcentre today (on our third free visit). As I pushed a nice young man named Taylor in a swing, he began to count.
Taylor: One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, twenty. Does fifteen come before twenty?
Greg: Sixteen.
Taylor: Sixteen. What comes after sixteen?
Greg: Seventeen.
Taylor: Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one, twenty two, twenty three, twenty four, twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven, twenty eight, twenty nine. (pauses)
Greg: Thirty.
Taylor: Thirty, thirty one, thirty two, thirty three, thirty four, thirty five, thirty six, thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine. (pauses again)
Greg: Forty.
Taylor: Forty, forty one, forty two, forty three, forty four, forty five, forty six, forty seven, forty eight, forty nine. (another pause)
Greg: Fifty.
Taylor: Fifty, fifty one, fifty two, fifty three, fifty four. It keeps going one, two, three, four, over and over again. I wonder why it does that?
Greg: (Tries to think of a reply to this rather deep question…)
Taylor: Where was I up to?
Greg: Fifty one?
Taylor: Fifty one, fifty two, fifty three, fifty four. That’s right, I was up to fifty four. Fifty four, fifty five, fifty six, fifty seven, fifty eight, fifty nine. Thirty, thirty one, thirty two, thirty three, thirty four, thirty five, thirty six, thirty seven, thirty eight, thirty nine, ninety. I already said ninety before twenty.