Do Kangaroos Have Twins??

I wonder if they do because I find it hard to carry around my two little girls. I bet if I had a pouch that I could put things in maybe I could carry them around a little easier. The little girls are getting big and are on the move. Julia is probably a few days away from crawling and Genevieve is not far behind. Every school day the girls get up early and eat, then watch Gabriella get ready for school and then the suiting up begins. Thankfully we live in San Diego where the weather is mild, even in winter. But there is still a nip in the air in the morning so we need to make a point to bundle everyone up for the walk to school. We walk to school because the traffic jam in the parking lot and surrounding streets is horrendous and the little girls like the fresh air. Once back home the hats come off and the girls retire to the cribs for a quick 10-30 minute nap.

Today I finally ventured out to go shopping with the twins by myself. They were fed, burped, dressed appropriately for the weather and in clean diapers. Everything was done around their nap and eating schedule and I had a plan. We pull up to Target and I get a spot conveniently located next to the shopping cart return. I have my list and it's short. The plan was simple, Julia would ride in the shopping cart with the little fluffy cart cover and Genevieve would be in the baby bjorn. I felt Julia was a stronger sitter and I thought she would enjoy the new view of life. It went well for about 10 minutes then in the card aisle Julia started to break down. I managed to keep her entertained until I had just a few things left on my list. She was tired, falling asleep in the cart and when the she slumped over causing her head to bump on the cart and wake her up. Deciding that it would be better if I just held her I picked her up. So let me paint a picture. Genevieve is in the bjorn she's comfy and happy. Julia is in one arm and I'm using the other to push the cart. I grab the last few items on my list and head to the cashiers. By the time I get there Julia is fast asleep her head bobbing back and forth each time I turn. I head towards a fairly short line and a man with a loaf of bread starts to head to the same line. I immediately agree to let him go ahead. He says thank you and says the little girls are beautiful. I start unloading the cart, doing my best to keep from whacking anyones head into anything. A mom and her young son pull up behind us in line and she offers to help, I decline since I was doing fine. She asked all the typical questions, how old, girls or boys, is it hard, any other children and how it must be annoying to have everyone stop you when you are out. I don't mind any of those questions and I honestly expect them when ever I take the girls out. They are in matching outfits today, because they were at the top of the drawer. I'm proud of my beautiful daughters, all three of them, and I love telling people how amazing they are.