Toilets

(Not a word will I utter about my bad, bad blogpostlessness.) So here we are again. Things have been marching right along. The twins are now three years old. They still do like to play in toilets.... but there is a new development! Dipping trucks and trains and toy guns into toilets is not the only thing they can do with toilets. Their new trick (it's only a week or so old) has something to do with twucky undies.... and train undies.... and camouflage undies! It has something to do with baby m & m rewards and finally becoming Big Boys.

It's been very exciting to see them sitting like cute little girls on the big potty--with no padded Elmo seat, unlike all past children. They are truly very, very grown up now. Well, there was the matter of the special treasures left for me on the patio (which I am re-paving! hooray! no more big, big area for "building da dote"!) and the super-special treasure in the garage, flattened by a tricycle for extra effect.... and those incidences were only just one and two days ago. But, well, once in undies, always in undies, forever and ever, world without end, amen--or whatever we say in our religion. I am so proud of them, and sort of shocked that I just up and did it, put them in fancy undies, and went to work (well, they did). As ever, things just aren't as hard as they seem before you try them. Accidents, sudden discoveries of filthily naked boys jumping on clean beds, etc. do make me scream and rant, but they aren't really such a big deal when the summer is lovely and the twins are full of excellent three-year-old silliness. Happily scooting (scootering) around and talking semi-intelligently--and having really glorious tantrums sometimes, too. More details later. I'm up and cooling an apple cake to freeze for Rosh Hashana, and I made challah dough without measuring any ingredients--just to see what would happen, but it's time to clean up now and submit to my humanness--at 2:22 a.m. An auspicious hour if ever there was one... and it's always an auspicious hour for a little shameless showing off (to one's blog). See you around... um... maybe...