We are going to be late.

Okay, it's Wednesday. I normally do What She Wore Wednesday.....but I forgot to take a picture this morning. Whoops...so I thought I would catch you up on Shrek and Donkey. These little dudes will be 10 months old this week. Yikes! Already? Let me tell you...they think they are pretty big deals. Both are pulling up and coasting on stuff. Both will walk behind the walker, but decided they get places faster crawling. They have also started fighting with each other. I shouldn't laugh, but it's funny to watch. I'm not the only one who laughs either. Aunt Bets was over the other day and saw the dudes going at it over a hair brush. She thought it was funny to. And, tiny little Donkey is vicious. He may be small but he's tough. I looked over the other day as the dudes were arguing over flicking the door stop and Donkey reached over and grabbed Shrek by his hair and yanked him back. Shrek didn't think it was very funny. Shrek is very dramatic and will poke out his botto...

Those  who know me know that I LOVE Whole Foods. It's my happy place. Weird, I know, but it is what it is. I don't get to go very often since it's on the other side of town from where I live and it isn't really set up to navigate a double stroller around. If you are friends with me on Facebook and/or Twitter you probably saw this post the other night~ "My happy place was a happy disaster." Here's why: We all have those days where if it can go wrong it will. If it can be dropped, spilled or knocked over it will. That was Thursday for me. It was an all around frustrating day. I had a few things on my grocery list and decided that I would go to Whole Foods after Mr. Mayer got home and I put the little dudes to bed. Off to the store I go...I'm pretty excited about getting to go. I arrive and park. Saunter up to the door and grab a cart. As I'm trying to put my shopping bags on the bottom (yes, I'm that person that carries a huge bundle of reusab...

Okay...the "fam" went out to dinner tonight. Usually this consists of a million trips to the potty, feeling apologetic for the mess in the floor Shrek and Donkey make, and threatening Diva with no snacks to get her to eat her dinner. Not tonight. We had been cooped up in the house all day today, it was really hot and I was going a little stir crazy. I wanted to go look for some cycle shoes (I guess that's what they are called) and get some dinner. Off we go...high ho, high ho, high ho. There is a new Chicago Style pizza place not far from us that I had read in a blog I follow was really good. I wanted to try it. Pizza is something I can almost always guarantee Diva will eat. Shrek and Donkey were in ridiculously good moods today and I had showered. Pluses on all sides. We arrive at the joint and burst through the doors. We are immediately greeted by two hostesses who look at us and ask "Party of 5? Do you need high chairs?" Uh....two of the 5 can barely sit u...

Wow...that's all I have to say people. Wow. Shrug: Children's Place Tank: Old Navy Skirt: Thrift Store find (thanks Nana Karen!) Shoes: Target- they go with everything ;)

I have twins. In order for me to have any freedom or do anything ordinary I MUST have a stroller. A double stroller. Have you ever seen/pushed/owned a double stroller? It's like a land train. It's like being a bull in a china shop wherever you go. I started my journey with a Graco tandem stroller that the car seats fit into. This stroller was as long as I am tall. The boys hated it because they didn't like not being by each other. I started researching and asking around and was told by numerous sources that the best stroller was the Peg Perego Aria. I priced new ones and searched Craig's List and found one for a reasonable price. I was very excited . Now, the stroller is light weight enough for me to carry in one hand. The boys were happy with it because they could see/touch/steal toys and snack from each other. Very important to them. However....the canopy barely covers the boys heads. Not good with the Oklahoma weather. And see those double wheels on the front. Thos...

It's Wednesday again!! I have to say, she surprised me with her choice this morning. She even brushed her hair, though she refused my strong urging of a pony tail. She doesn't look like a crazy cat lady today! Tank Top: Aunt Jackie Shorts: Old Navy Shoes: Target

It's Wednesday and you know what that means.... Today Diva stayed home with me. She had a dentist appointment this morning. T-Shirt: Target Shorts: Old navy Mismatched socks: a gift Dress Shoes: Target I did manage to put her hair in a pony tail before we left the house. Otherwise I had no input into today's creation.

Waiting to see the doctor Nine months have gone by. It doesn't seem possible. Where did it go? I will be honest. The first 6 months are a blur and there were times (many times) I was not sure we would survive another day. But, the older they get and the more sleep Mr. Mayer and I get the better we are all doing. These boys had their 9 month check up yesterday. Everything went well and these little dudes are thriving! We (haha, Mr. Mayer) will be taking their 9 month pictures over the weekend. Until then I will share a couple of pictures I snapped over the weekend. Owen Walter Mayer aka Donkey My first born Weight: 19 lbs 3.2 oz (32%)  He weighed 6 lbs 4 oz when he was born.  Height: 27 1/4 inches (17%) He has two bottom teeth. He is very chill little dude. Nothing riles him up. He has gotten very chatty over the past month. His Nana Sue loves it. He will sit and look you straight in the eye and jabber his little head off. He loves his Mama, but is pretty equally a...

Happy Hump Day!! The little Diva picked out her favorite  dress to wear today...I think we have all seen it before. I started a "treasure chest" for Diva to pick out of when she doesn't pee in her pants. She didn't pee her pants yesterday so she was able to choose something. She picked out a new hair bow that she wore today. She made sure I had a picture of that. I don't have any Memorial Day pictures uploaded- yet. I have a picture from my cell phone of Diva and her cousin. I took the girls to lunch and then we had to make a run to Wal-Mart. I told the girls if they would act like big girls and not jump out of the cart they could pick out some gum when we checked out. They had a very good time over the holiday. They were very big girls!

I think child birth in general helps a woman get over any modesty they may possess. At least it did for me. Being a mother of twins has forced me into more weird conversations than I ever thought possible. And forced me to share more about myself with complete strangers than I ever imagined. I have become accustom to answering questions about the boys. Every once and a while I get asked a question that makes me pause. I get asked whether they are twins, identical or fraternal, boys or girls, whose the oldest, etc. One woman asked me how many minutes apart they were. She didn't know what to say when I said "27 minutes." I didn't go into the details of why they were so far apart. Another woman asked me as she was checking me out in a grocery store if I was still with the father. "Um, well...ah...yes." She then went on to say how much that must help me.  Today was no different. I was thrown for a loop. I took the boys to the mall. Seriously to get just one thin...