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October 25, 2010


7 Out of 7

Thanks for all of your suggestions for showering. You are some clean momma’s! Thank god there were a few of you who also choose sleep (or a clean house) over a shower.

Funny, when I started this blog I certainly never saw THAT post coming!!

There were some good ideas….BUT…I soon realized my readers have MUCH bigger bathrooms than the typical NYC bathroom. So, I thought you might enjoy a glimpse of the space issues we are dealing with here in Manhattan.

You can’t sit on the toilet AND close the door at the same time. Unless you turn sideways. And then your legs hit the kitty litter box.
Impossible to fit any kind of exersaucer through the door nevermind where to put it!
We retired the bouncy seats almost 2 months ago when they started flinging themselves over the side. They wouldn’t have fit anyway.
Also, not a possibility of putting 2 crawling/cruising boys in a bathroom with a litter box and granite floors.
Oh, and the door doesn’t shut all the way!

Yes, we ‘could’ move the litter box to this small hallway each time but what a pain in the ass. Plus, I still have the floor and door to deal with. Not worth the risk or work.
The hallway is also too small to fit 2 baby jail-type toys.

View from the toilet out to the living room. Look! We remembered to feed Poor Cat!
We had to get a kid/kat gate (note the cut out cat head to the lower left). This keeps the twins out of the bedroom/bathroom/hallway (and litter box/cat food) while allowing the cat to get through. Unfortunately, it’s not a swing gate and we have to step OVER it. And we are short!
But it does what we need it to do. We got it through Safet.y Fir.St.

Perhaps you caught a glimpse of this….Behold the ultimate baby jail! We have 2 Little Play.zones interconnected.
Here it is in the evening after I’ve tidied it up for the next day.
By the way, I consider Boppy’s completely useless!!! The only thing I’ve used them for is the very first month or two. Now, they are recliners for the stuffed animals.

And…..the baby jail at 6:30am! See how they’ve already tried to push the wall down and Whoop Whoop’s head is on the hardwood floor?! Nice!
These kids are crazy.

However, they are fairly calm in the playzone when they first go in. I usually take that time to go around the corner to the kitchen and make a latte, my breakfast, their breakfast and get my pump on. I can poke my head out from time to time if if sounds like they are killing each other.

MOST of the time, they don’t start getting really rowdy for a good 20 minutes.
This week, I decided to take that time to SHOWER!!

I managed 4 out of 5 for the weekdays, one weekday evening and Chicken and I tag teamed on the weekend.***
It’s the cleanest I’ve been in over 9 months. But I still smell like a maple syrup dipped curry puff;)

***Full Disclosure***
I don’t wash my hair everyday. Never have. Probably never will unless I swim everyday or find myself living in the tropics.

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Moose, Monsters and Sharks

We finally broke down and bought the boys their first pair of shoes. Yes, we managed to make it nine whole months without spending money on shoes! Woot.
I’m not judging others on their shopping habits, but I’m in the camp that believes shoes on babies is ridiculous. Cute? Yes! But they serve no purpose. They are going anywhere using their feet! Why the need for shoes (because their IS no need, it’s just…CUTE!).
When they were infants, their feet were all bundling up in bunting and then it was spring when socks were enough… and they spent the entire summer mostly barefoot…and then socks again in the fall.

However, the other morning the temperature had dipped into the 50’s and I felt the judgement stares (imagined?) of people who probably thought my boy’s toes were going to freeze and fall off because they only had on socks. It was 55 degrees people, not 30!
BUT, But, but. They both have the habit of pulling off their socks. Usually the left one.
So, yeah, they each had one bare foot. And that foot was a bit chilly. But everytime I tried to put the sock back on–Pull! Fling!–off it came again.

A few clicks later to Zappo.s and we have the boy’s first pair of shoes.
Meet Mr. Moose Feet, Mr. Monster Feet and Mr. Shark Hats. I figure they are only going to be little once. Why not be silly and cute and dress them in ridiculous outfits while I can?

I think they are plenty warm now. And cute.

And while I’m at it, why not buy them silly shark hats that match their fleece jackets and highlight their new teeth?

Check out my fins!

Poor Grunter. He’s just woken up from a stroller nap and looks very confused as to why he’s dangling from a swing wearing ridiculous clothing.