Heading in for a checkup

Today is Hailey's 15 mo WCC appt.  The appt was at 8:30 this morning but we started packing up to leave around 7:00 am.  It's a 27 mile drive into Maplewood so it should only take us about 40 minutes to get there, right?  Right.

Then why did we leave so early?

Well, that was because when Hannah found out that we were going to Dr Prall's before Jackie's she ran off to tell Baby Emersons that we were going to the doctor!  I knew what that was going to mean for me.

They were coming with.

Since I bought them some jammies a few days back, Hannah has been changing them into their clothes during the day and their jammies at night.  They were currently in their jammies and I knew that she would need to change them, diapers and all, before we left.

Don't worry, the double stroller is folded up in the trunk so she won't have to carry them both.  She thought of that ahead of time.

Hannah was starting to get tired on the way there so she didn't want to smile for the picture.  Apparently Emerson ('the hippo shirt one') was already fast asleep.

You can't think that I was going to get out of the house with just Hannah's babies.  Hailey needed hers too (which is the same as one of the Emerson's but Hannah can tell them apart somehow).

Hailey feeding her baby while we were waiting for her appt.

During the exam, Dr Prall was amazing.  He would check out Hailey's ears and then turn to Hannah and ask her to hold Emerson still so he could check her out as well.  She got the same check up as Hailey did.

Hailey got 4 injections today but Emerson was the luckiest- she only got one.

Splish Splash

My two are in the 'real' bathtub behind me. 
Before Hannah could get in the bath tonight she had to get her babies in their tub and set our their jammies in the bedroom.

The way I see it, my success as a parent will be keeping Hannah from being pregnant by the time she is 8 :-)

Emerson's Mom

Hannah and I were in the car on the way to gymnastics and I got a phone call.
I answered the phone and my side of the conversation went like this...
Me:  "Hi!  No, it's no problem, I am driving Hannah to gymnastics so I have a few mintues to talk."
from the backseat
Hannah:  "I not Hannah, I Emerson's mom!  Tell her that I Emerson's mom."
Me: "Oh sorry, I am driving Emerson's mom to gymnastics.  Emerson's mom.  Hannah has a baby doll, Emerson, and so    "
Hannah:  "She a baby!  Not a doll.  Tell her Emerson is a baby."

When we got home from gymnastics and as we were jammying up we were talking about her babies.

Me:  "Hannah, why don't we call this one Soda and this one Emerson?"
Hannah:  "No, they both Emerson's."
Me:  "How about we call this one Changing Baby Diaper again so we know who is who?"
Hannah:  "I not Changing Baby Diaper's mom.  I Emerson's mom."

Ok, after we get the babies dressed I would like to take their picture.

Hannah:  (while rocking them in her arms back and forth-the stand up sway that you probably find yourself doing still even though your kids are growing up) "No, not tonight.  Littles (her nickname for them) needs to go to bed.  You can take their picture tomorrow."

I finally convinced her to let me take their picture. 

Hannah:  "Let's take the picture with their mom."  "Sit here Littles.  Now say Cheese and smile."

When I asked how she decided which baby got to wear which outfit her response was this "This baby will wear the monkey one because she loves monkeys.  Whenever we go to the zoo she always tries to get out of the stroller to get the monkeys.  This baby loves the flowers and when we go to the zoo she points to them and says Uhh (kinda grunt-ish).  They love them!  How did you know?"

Hannah:  "How about we do one more with a silly face?  Make silly faces babes!"

Hannah:  "Let me see.  Ooooohhhh, that a good one!"

How could I want to get anything done in this house?!

This is the type of stuff I would miss if I spent my time doing what I should be doing....I have the rest of my life to do that other stuff. 

Enabler

Have you ever watched Intervention?

If you have then you are familiar with the term enabler.  As in- someone you know has a serious addiction and your actions enable them to continue their behavior.

Baby outfits (actual baby outfits from the Carters store) that were purchased for Baby Emerson.

Hannah:  "Mom!  These are so cute!  We love them! Lank you!"

A package of Preemie size diapers.

No, I haven't had another baby.  These too are for Emerson.

Guilty as charged.

Emotional strollercoaster

Baby strollers.

The reason for so many smiles and so many tears.

Hannah has always been crazy about baby strollers and since Hailey wants to do everything that Hannah does, she is now obsessed with them as well.

The girls got new double strollers for Christmas.

They are the exact same stroller but you would think that one of them was covered in chocolate.

I remember when Hannah was younger she would sit and play with the buckle on the stroller.  She would clasp it and then have us unclasp it and then she would clasp again, etc.

Just like her sister, Hailey is now the one spending day after day clasping and unclasping.

She gets really excited when she gets it clasped- raises her hands above her head and makes a sound that sounds like she is saying 'I did it'!

The double strollers each have two buckles and if Hailey gets both of them clasped on 'her' stroller and we aren't quick enough to notice and get them unclasped, she is waddling off to find the next victim.

That causes her sister to either scream, cry, or lash out in a way that sends Hailey to tears.

So usually one way or another someone is crying.