She let me take her picture!

Those of you that know Quinners know that she is non-compliant when it comes to cameras. She hates when she sees me pull it out, and usually starts complaining. No amount of bribery will get her to sit still for 4.3 seconds while I fire off some shots.

So tonight I sat down to complete Ruth's Christmas gift (a 10x20 storyboard). Yes, I know Christmas was like 2 months ago. But we wanted to include photos of the twins. And once they got here, taking photos became much more complicated.

Anyway. I sat down to work on the storyboard and get it ordered, and I realized I had no recent photos of Quinn. See paragraph one above. I decided to try to take just a couple of shots, with very low expectations - I was willing to beg and give her suckers.

She was TOTALLY into it. In fact, I was ready to stop and she asked me to keep taking photos. I think the key was taking the pictures about 15 minutes before bed time ... she seemed to realize in that deep, secret part of her brain that if she kept me down in the basement taking photos, I couldn't make her go to bed. My girl is smart like that. :-) The props were her idea. She wanted the flower, and then asked for the chair (she was originally on a black saddle stool, which was much more coordinated with the backdrop. But hey - she let me taker her picture!)



And yes - she got to eat the sucker.



Here's the final storyboard.

Quinn gets too much screen time.

Noah was playing with my video camera the other day. He decided he'd check in with Quinn, and this is what he recorded. If you haven't seen the movie Cars 47,379 times (like all Lessingers have), you might not realize that my girl is enacting the final race scene - both the spoken words and the corresponding action. Nice.

PS: Ignore the crazy hair.




And then we have this: Noah was upstairs, recording random stuff. It was the first time he ever played with the video camera. When he came back down, he showed me what he recorded, and this little gem was on there. I've edited out the end (think a lot of butt-wiggling, hee hee!) but it totally cracked me up. :-)

Guess who is home!

Yep ... we got home Saturday. Both little guys are doing better, and to celebrate we took a couple of photos.



I was explaining this thing called "the sun" ... not sure they understood since we see it so infrequently.



That's not gas ... they are both starting to smile, albeit a bit randomly!



I love this one. So sweet.



PS: Holden is on the left, and Max is in stripes on the right. In case you couldn't tell.



And with that, I'm off to make brownies with Griffin. Have a great day!

A quick update for those of you that don't know ...

Hey, all. The twins have RSV, and we've been in the hospital since Tuesday night. Well, technically Max has RSV. Holden's test came back negative, but whatever. He's got it too.

Both boys are doing well. Basically, this was a precaution since they are 6 weeks old and dehydration can happen quickly at this age. The RSV is like a big cold, and since they can't blow their noses and clear the passages, they don't eat quite as well. Thus, the concern about dehydration. The other concern is that they might have to work so hard to breathe that they stop. That hasn't happened during our time here, and they have been hooked to monitors for heartrate, respirations, and oxygen.

So the good news is that we just have to hang out here until both of them have clear lungs. Max seems to be almost there. In fact, he might have his monitors turned off tonight and only have spot checks for oxygen levels. Holden is still having dips in his oxygen but he's coming along nicely too.

Bob and the kids are coming to visit each day (CHAOS - LOL!) and I expect we'll all be home soon. Until then, I've got my cell phone to stay connected to the world (and tonight, Bob brought the laptop).

Valentine central.

Let me preface this by saying that I don't do valentine's day. If Bob spent the $$ to buy me a dozen roses, I'd strangle him. But valentine's day parties at school and preschool is exempted from my general disdain. Thus, G has been busy making his valentines for the last couple of days.

First we took a picture with the message:



Then we created the "treat holder" part (we are giving granola bars ... candy that "feels" healthy, ha ha). G cut out 20 red hearts while I printed the photos. Next, we assembled.





20 valentines. We still have to do a couple for his teachers, but we have until Friday.



Meanwhile, Miss Quinn happily played with markers and stickers. And when I say markers, I mean the Crayola Color Wonder markers that I swore I would never buy. I made that promise when it was just Noah. Noah would NEVER color on the cabinets. Or the carpet. Quinn doesn't have the same self-restraint. She markered the carpet in the toy room once before I realized what she was doing. She was a few feet from me, just out of sight behind my scrap cabinet. Anyway, I "stickered" myself and she thought it was hilarious. G found it disturbing and kept demanding we take them off.



And look ... she tried to share her stickers with her brother. Awww.

That smile says it all.

G was "star of the week" last week at preschool. He got to bring anything he wanted in his sharing sack for circle time, was interviewed and had his answers posted on a big board, and got to wear the special hat.



Like I said - that smile says it all. :-)

I was also going through some photos from the hospital. I actually scrapbooked the other night - just for fun. Crazy, I know. Must have been because I was in organizing mode and cleaned up my scrap space. Anyway, this one was cute.



I also have the birth announcements just about ready to go - woohoo! But I'll save any photos for after I mail. Don't want to ruin the surprise. Ha.