All Aboard

That's right friends, Lincoln + Lila hopped on the potty train. Can I get a WOOP-WOOP?!?!

I had been toying with the idea of potty training for a while now. And right after their birthday I decided to give it a go. (On a whim in true Karla-style.) I didn't read any books, blogs or otherwise--I just made a plan I thought would work for my kids. I figured I would work on training them both, and if I could at least get one aboard the potty train I would count it a success. The other one could try again at a later date.

I thought Lincoln was the more ready of the 2. Lila proved me wrong. Just a couple of accidents on the first day and she was with me. Lincoln on the other hand--not so much. He would pee on that potty no problem, but I could NOT get that kid to drop it on the pot! ...until day FIVE! I was patient, never got upset, and I wasn't willing to throw the towel in on my potty training experiment. All it took was the first doo on the loo and he was golden.

*It's been 3 weeks since we've said ADIOS to the diapers.

Thank God!

(*except night time of course!)
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What I've learned about potty training:

1. As disgusting as you think poopy diapers are, poopy underwear is way, WAY worse.
2. Not leaving your house for 3-4 days in the beginning, with your potty-training children, could quite possibly make you eligible for a visit to the looney house. (OR WORSE!)
3. Be patient, patient, patient and consistent.
4. Toddler butts look flipping adorable in underwear.

Lincoln Busts a Move

...with a little help from Muse.

Dancing

Daddy taught the twins how to dance this weekend with a little help from Smokey Robinson. It was even more adorable than the pictures show.

Why Hello There

Hello.

My name is Karla, and I used to blog on this site.

But then my babies grew into toddlers, and I have been spinning ever since.

Also, winter happened, so cue the never-ending colds. I was beginning to forget what my kids looked like without snot running down their sweet little faces. But about 2 weeks ago, it got out of control--oh you know bronchitis AND sinus infections AND ear infections. But with the help of some antibiotics, we've turned the corner.

Let me tell you a little about Lila. She is funny. I mean really, really funny. I remember when she was just weeks old, I would look at her and tell Brian, she is going to be funny. I could just see something in her that made me convinced of it. And sure enough, it's true! Her language blows my mind. (And pretty much everyone else who chats with her.) She's a lover, she's sensitive, she's independent, she sings all the time, she loves her babies and stuffed animals and all things pretty. Her hair is just about longer than mine and her eyes are still blue. She also can be a little sneaky and if you tell her not to do something, it's a pretty safe bet that she will do it one more time with a smirk on her face and a twinkle in her eye. Turd! We sure love this little gal. She's a perfect fit in our family!

Lincoln is a rascal. The sweetest little rascal ever! Running, jumping, wrestling, trucks, trains, sound effects, wheels, bikes, skateboards, gorillas, tools--anything that screams DUDE, this kids loves. He is a clown. He loves to entertain. And dance. But he is also really sensitive. He loves cuddles and is best friends with his sis. He is very outgoing, but still dreads the first five minutes of separation from his mom. It's (still) pretty dramatic when I drop of him off in childcare settings. I'm crazy for this guy. He brings much, much joy to our home.