School’s out for summer!

It was the last day of school today. My BFF Shannon and I celebrated by taking advantage of the early out (we were released at 11) and having a delicious lunch followed by a manicure/pedicure combo. It felt downright decadent. Of course, I disregarded Shannon’s stern directions and left before my manicure had set, promptly chipping it before we were to the end of the block. S’okay, it was bound to happen — it’s really hard to have a manicure with two toddlers. My toenails, on the other hand, look smashing.

The summer now looms before me: I’ll be home with the babies full time for the first time since they were 8 months old, back in September. I find myself quite nervous at the prospect. They’re much bigger now and seem to have a firm grasp on the concept of “boredom.” I’m still not that confident taking them out by themselves. First, there’s the sheer laziness factor — getting them and all of their accessories down from the third floor hasn’t gotten any easier since they’ve hit the 24+ pound mark. But they’re generally pretty good out in public, and seem interested enough in what’s going on around them. I’m hoping they’re going to become my thrift store buddies this summer.

We also have the side yard, which is turning out to be pretty nice.

Jack’s not crazy about his means of egress once he gets on the tower thingy, so he generally climbs up there and hangs out for a while, as Emme alternatively throws/hands him toys through the railing.

Today he was hanging out up there, dancing up and down the gangway. Y’all, he dances A LOT like Fred Sanford. It’s pretty adorable. He feels the music in his soul. Other things he is good at: reaching things you think he cannot reach. All of a sudden, he’ll come walking up to you with a jar of peanut butter that was on the second shelf in the pantry. Unless they’re teaming up and standing on each other’s shoulders. I dunno. A thing he is not so good at: problem solving. Today, he had a teething ring around his wrist, and one of his play phones in that same hand. He wanted to get the ring from around his wrist, and kept shaking his hand over and over again and crying. I had to gently remove the phone from his hand because he couldn’t figure out that he needed to put it down in order to get the ring off of his wrist.  Oy.

One of Emme’s favorite things to do down there is play with the soccer ball that one of the neighbor kids left behind. She can throw it, catch it (with help), and kick it pretty far. The Hightower soccer genes might be present in her little toddler body.

 

They both love the tunnel-y things built in to the play structure. I try not to think about the creepy crawlies that may be calling that space home.

Talking about creepy crawlies just reminded me of something: we were OBSESSED with black widow spiders when I was a kid. Not that I ever actually saw one. But every spider we ever came across was assessed carefully and compared to this terrifying illustration from our Encyclopedia — it was a depiction of a basement with about 30 different kind of spiders on the wall, all labeled. Ugh. Just thinking about it gives me the shivers. I guess we were fascinated by the thought that a tiny spider could kill us.

Now that we’re on the subject…you don’t think there are any black widow spiders nesting in there, do you?

Ahem. Moving on.

Now that they’re bigger, they can pretty much crawl up all three flights of stairs by themselves.

With some distractions, of course. The second floor is particularly difficult to get them past since it’s the home of four children, and there are lots of interesting things to look at on the porch.

They’re to the stage where they think running away from me is HILARIOUS. Oh my GOD it’s so irritating to finally corral one while the other one takes off pell mell to places unknown. Justin bought harnesses but didn’t have a lot of luck with them — they pretty much fall down once the slack in the harness is used up, so it’s not fun for anyone. I want so badly to be able to take them to the park by myself this summer but I just don’t know if it’s in the cards. I feel really lucky we have the confined space of the side yard for them.

Robert M. Hightower - June 16, 2012 - 10:02 am

Wonderful pictures and narrative. When does the book hit the streets?

Janie Hightower - June 16, 2012 - 10:38 am

Cannot stop laughing! But not at the pictures — they are beautiful. Fred Sanford brought tears to my eyes, altho I did not see him doing the low down sway with his hips, like Jack does so well.

Marsha - June 24, 2012 - 8:44 am

I love this post! It’s like watching a movie of the twins…so adorable. A tie for first place in my book is Jason’s new one about the harnesses. I’ve always thought that walking-to-about-three-years-old was the most difficult time. And that was with just one at a time! Looking forward to hearing what ideas you come up with along the way…

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