Identical my foot

We were very nervous to take the hospital bands off the twins in fear of later mixing them up, but it turns out they are not identical. Medically speaking (chromosomal-ly speaking?), I am wrong and they are in fact identical. However, they don't look identical, smell identical or act identical, so...I say they are not identical. I'd say they are very similar twins.

With that said, we are getting back into having babies around. Like most parents, as evidenced by people having multiple children, we blocked out much of our previous baby experience. Or at least I have. Kristin has a pretty good memory and even claims to remember her own babyhood, which is BS.

Anyway, the joys of having a baby are back (times 2). I just love not sleeping, listening to crying, being barfed on and occasionally getting an up close and personal view of the pee/poo concoction as it comes right out of their ass. Oh the joys!

And lets not forget Cole and Henry. We are training them and they're pretty good, but Mr. Yellie (as my screaming Dad alter ego is called) still has to make an appearance once in awhile.

That should be good on complaints for today. Below are random pics. I have a bunch that I never got around to posting so some are old.

Obviously old pic. For the record though, the year before I had the second biggest bass (Ugh. I suck. Sorry Ryan.). 

Looks like someone officially became a man. 

We found quite a lot of litter picking up at the soccer park. 

This looks old. No idea where it came from, but I had it saved in my blog pic folder.

50th Day of School

Tonawanda recently celebrated the 50th day of school. I guess that seems like as good a time as any to post a bunch of school pics that I have gathered. It's mostly Henry's class. They don't take as many pictures in class in 2nd grade. Cole's getting so old.

On the school front, we recently had conferences. I'm happy to say that the boys are doing well and for the moment don't seem to have any school issues.

Although, Henry once told us that he couldn't sleep because people were mean to him at school. After some inquiring and questioning, he told us some kids called him a "leaf." Yep, a leaf. Sounds fishy, so we told Henry that we would take it up with the school the next day and he went back to bed. About 5 minutes later he came out of his room again to fess up that no one actually called him a leaf, but they made him "feel" like a leaf. I have no idea what that means.

I don't know what this is. Looks like it could be a school trip or something. Idk. 

Looking good Henry

Grandpa Gregg chaperoned Hen's field trip to the Nature Center