This is funny because Brooke likes to push and Aidan likes to just sit — like a little king. We have a short video of Brooke sitting in the chair. She starts to flip out at the same time her brother just takes off because he has no interest in pushing her. Their little personalities are so funny.

What do you get when you put an uber Chinese grandma with a very rumbunctious 15-month old boy?

His first burn…on a lit incense of course.

Mah-mah was doing her prayers and Aidan going into the patio and knocked over the incense and got a perfect round little incense burn on his chubby little hand. *Sigh* Aidan is going to give me a heart attack some day!

I know…why does anybody get cancer? But when I hear it in children, my heart just sinks instantly. This morning I was listening to KIIS FM on my way to work and Ryan Seacrest had the mom of a little girl named Layla who is sadly dying from stage-four neuroblastoma. They have been battling cancer as a family for over a year.

I went to work thinking about a friend who told me he has a close friend going through the same thing and just a few weeks ago, things took a turn for the worst. I asked the little girl’s name, and he replied, “Layla”. Turns out, it was the same little girl I heard about on the radio earlier in the day.

Her parents have found comfort in blogging and tweeting about Layla’s condition. I read the blog a little bit and just can’t even imagine what they are going through.

My prayers are with them all and especially for Layla…

“What is wrong with my children?!” How many of us moms think that? I got a big scare from Aidan yesterday…twice.

Lets go back to Sunday night when Mike and I decided to watch a special on TLC called, “Your Kid Ate What?”. The show is a collection of parent-submitted stories about a time their kids ate something that sent the entire family to the ER. One example hit home when they told a story about a little girl that ate 8 hearing aid batteries thinking they were “silver candy”. (Just for those of you who don’t know, Thanksgiving weekend last year, Mike and I had to drive the kids to urgent care to investigate if they swallowed some missing batteries or not — thankfully, they did not.) Anyways, after the show traumatized us, we went around and remove anything we deemed to be a choking hazard.

I went to work, updated my Facebook status about the show and didn’t think about it again. I came home and was greeted by a very freaked out Grandma. She showed me one of Aidan’s sorting blocks and told me to take them all away. Apparently, Aidan stuck the entire thing into his mouth and it got stuck! Grandma tried to help him but the block was so big she wasn’t able to pry it out. She finally calmed down and tried to convince Aidan to calm down. She spoke to him slowly and told him to use his tongue. He actually relaxed his mouth and the block came out. That is so scary! We JUST watched a show on this.

With that episode over, Tina and I took the kids to the Spectrum to buy new shoes and came home for their bath. Aidan had a dirty diaper so as I was changing him, he was holding on to the Destitin. I didn’t notice and the cap opened up and he had some in his mouth! Tina tossed a wet wash cloth at me and I tried to wipe out as much as I can. Still a little nervous but not wanting to call the poison control center, I wanted him to drink some water. I made sure he finished the whole cup of water I prepared by putting a splash of orange juice into it (my kids LOVE juice since I don’t give it to them most of the time).

So here he was, sitting in the middle of my kitchen with his smug little face, sucking on a straw with orange juice flavored water, so proud and pleased.

Boys – I’ve said enough.

My grandma is moving out of my parents house and it’s not a negative thing. But for some reason, I hate change…even when it has really nothing to do with me. I felt this way when I moved away for college…when I got married, when Van moved out…these are all not necessarily negative or positive change, but it’s a change. A change that means things are not going to be the same anymore. Maybe because I have such a happy life that I’m scared change may be the catalyst for things to spiral downhill. Or maybe because I’m just very sentimental, and I’m afraid change will result in a lost of something I value. I’m not sure but I know I take change with a pretty heavy heart. I don’t like to talk about it outloud because I’m afraid my reasons are selfish ones. Probably is. Either way, change always makes me nervous.

Every day, Aidan and Brooke are changing. And as a mother – it is SO bittersweet. I’m so happy they’re progressing and growing – makes me feel like I’m doing my job. But I also know that you cannot rewind the clock and sometimes I worry I’m not taking it in enough. Maybe I have these feelings because we decided not to have anymore.

Or maybe everybody feels this way about change and we just don’t talk about it?

Mike randomly texted me in the middle of the day. It’s kinda sweet. I’m not sure what happened today and will ask him later, but I’m glad the framed photo the kids got him for Father’s Day last year is serving it’s purpose.

(Yes, and I left my badge at home and got locked out of my building…ha ha ha)

Here is a video of the kids talking and signing. I totally forgot about “All Done”, one of the phrases they can say and sign. It’s so cute. Mike and I definitely cannot get enough of these parlor tricks. Hahaha.

I want to be rich, darnit! Hahaha.

The newest opportunity that I am thinking about exploring is making these cupcake bouquets from home during my free time (What free time you ask when I’m the mother of 14 month old twins? Well, they eventually sleep, right?).

I feel into this accidentally when I made one for Steve & Jenny as a small engagement congratulations gift last winter. I posted a few pictures in Facebook so my friends can tell me I’m awesome and unexpectly received orders from a friend! She ordered 3 for Valentine’s day. I made hers and posted them and an old boss requested one for Valentine’s day as well. He’s been contacting me trying to convince me to start a business and even went as far as advertise the bouquet I made for his wife to his neighbor. Last night, I created one for his neighbor to give his children and this morning while dropping it off, he also gave me some ideas and advice and said I definitely need to do this as a side business. He will be keeping my contact information and ordering some for clients. This morning, another friend told me she mentioned me to a friend of hers who is a wedding planner and she wants to know if I’d like to be a preferred vendor. How crazy is that? I don’t even have a business name and I’m a preferred vendor? Things are definitely moving very quickly, but I like it!

Mike and I are definitely entertaining the idea but need to figure out some schematics first. I love making these so it will definitely be fun.

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Last night, Brooke kept waking up crying to be held. We’re not sure what’s going on since she’s usually a great sleeper. At one point, Mike and I thought we’d let her cry it out. It was getting pretty severe, so Mike went in to check on her. Next thing I heard was, “Honey, she threw up. It’s everywhere.”

I ran in to help. Mike passed me Brooke and I took off her PJs and washed her off. I see that he already put her blanket in the tub and thought that was it. Mike yells at me, “What did she eat?! It stinks!” I said, “Food.” (Since when does vomit not stink?)

On my way out of the bathroom, my foot got damp. Gross. I yelled, “It’s on the carpet?!” Mike yells back, “Yes, I told you it’s everywhere.” At this point, Aidan woke up crying and is laying in our bed. I rinsed off my foot and in the hallway is my ottoman, covered in vomit. I yelled out, “The ottoman too?!” Mike yells back, “Yes, I told you it’s everywhere.”

So I go in and sit with Aidan, who, at the mere sight of me, starts to whimper and tries to climb up my shoulder to be held. At this point, Brooke seeing that she may ‘lose Mommy’ whimpers and grabs onto my shoulder. So I had two kids clawing at me and whimpering and Mike was knee deep in vomit.

We finished cleaning up and putting them back into their cribs around 12:30am. Ah, the joys of parenting…

I got news from two different friends that they lost their pregnancies within the first trimester. *Sigh* I am so heartbroken. I remember with the twins, I was a wreck that first trimester. Always worried that they’re going to ‘disappear’ on me. I could tell a lot of people thought I was being overly paranoid, but the truth is, I wasn’t. It could happen and it could happen to anyone. I’m sure in the bigger pictures of things, things will work out for the best. I say it all the time…if it wasn’t for my difificulties with pregnancy, I wouldn’t have had my twins, so it worked out for the best. I’m sure these ladies will also have their blessings someday but for now, my heart goes out to them and I pray that they have the strength to pick themselves up and move on with their goals. It will happen.