Mommie's Little Helpers

How many of you are as blessed as I am?  I have four wonderful blessings, bringing up the rear are The Twizzles.  Being my SuperMommie self, my Saturdays are filled with errands, cleaning, washing, organizing, etc.  My blessings are following in my footsteps.  


I started off the day with pillow fluffing and sweeping.  Before I knew it The Twizzles decided they wanted to vacuum and sweep.  Princess Liyah wanted to fluff, and my oldest, Tonee, had already starting blessing us with her culinary arts of cooking breakfast and cleaning the kitchen.  Giving your blessings these skills early can seem to be breaking child labor laws to some, but I think that if you don't teach your blessings early how to 

1. Help you and your family by giving a helping hand, 
2. Showing that you love your family by giving a helping hand,
3. Being a productive citizen at home and in the real word by doing your part,
4. Earn respect and achievement by giving a hand instead of having a hand out

they will not be productive in life, and feel that they are entitled to things instead of feeling that they have earned things. I really have an issue with blessings children feeling that they are entitled for things instead of trying to work for it.  You see I changed my normal word to children.  When they are doing the steps above, I consider them blessings.

Our First of Many Fishing Trips

The Twizzles, and the rest of the family, went on our first fishing trip in July along with Grandpa of course.  Dad has only been fishing once, so Grandpa, was "teacher of the year" this day.  He was so excited to share something he loves to much with his grandkids.  I used to go when I was little, but it has been a long time for me.  I was so excited about this that we had to run to Wal-Mart of all kinds of gear on Friday night.  Grandpa laughed so hard on Saturday when he saw all of it.

Both boys taking turns with the fishing pole.

Future smiling a little too hard.

Frederick not understanding why a picture is needed.

Aaliyah running to me to get bread so that she can feed the ducks.  Yes, she dropped her special princess fishing pole to the ground fast to come feed the ducks.  HILARIOUS!

It was a great Saturday for everyone, and I have been told that everybody is getting fishing pole so that we can do this all over again.  Question: who is going to put the night crawler on the hook?  We'll see how many run away from that job :-)

More from the photoshoot with a Big Sis Included...

Photoshoot with Kechi

We had a great photo session with Kechi of Kechimage.  Here are a few shots of The Twizzles at 2 and a half in their first professional photo shoot.  Aren't they cute!  There are many more to come like this.

 

 

 

 

Typical Twizzle Day

Our little blessings are officially men.  Talkie Baby aka Future is now trying to potty standing up.  I was not ready for this, but I figured it would be him.  He was first to "master" potty training.  Now, I need someone to buy me a really big house that has two toilets in every bathroom right next to each other.  And, I am not talking about a bidet.  I need full toilets :-) so they can sit side-by-side, and sing to each other.  Someone, please tell me why singing on the toilet is therapeutic to my blessings. 

Now, on to our Typical Twizzle Day.  Usually, when I get home from work, I try to drop everything, and start teaching/playing/coloring/dancing/talking with the blessings (all three).  Princess Liyah makes me look good online :-)  She takes care of my pets in Fishville and Petsville.  I have found something that we both can do together.  I am really teaching her how to navigate through a computer with a mouse, trackball and everything.  It is just facinating to see her use the computer, and the best part is to be asked "Are the fish hungry today?" when I get home.

This is what the Twizzles do :-) They lay on the couch backwards waiting on the camera to snap.  Gotta love them.

 

And bringing up the rear...

Less than a month after his brother, Frederick decided that it was his turn to be potty trained.  The wild part is that both of them were potty trained before their big sister was potty trained.  Happy Raise to our household budget now.

Here is Future's Potty Award (March 28):

Welcome to the Potty Awards. And the Award goes to Future Angelo Lilly III aka Talkie Baby aka Twizzle #1 aka Frick aka Goodness aka Blessing #3 for his accomplishment of BEING POTTY TRAINED! He would like to thank his Dad Future first and foremost because without him, he couldn't have done it. He would also like to thank his big sister and his mom for their "encouragement".

Here is Frederick's Potty Award (April 11th):

We are back from our commercial break to the Potty Awards. The Award goes to Frederick Douglas Lilly III aka Techie Baby aka Twizzle #2 aka Frack aka Gracious aka Blessing #4 for BEING POTTY TRAINED! He would like to thank his Dad Future first and foremost as well. And thanks to his Mom Katinya for helping him "get his point across" since his Techie language has not been translated yet for us mere mortals.

Potty Training on the go!

We have one down and one to go. Can you imagine this? We have been battling with The Twizzles to use the pottys that are dead center in the living room. Frederick will go as long as you FORCE him to sit on the pot. Future thinks that it is just "blasphemy" that we would ask him to relieve himself on such a thing, or so we thought.

Of course everyone says that twins have their own language. Well, that doesn't work for parents during potty training. We were not getting the signs that Future was giving for about a week until we had to travel this weekend. By the morning that we were about to travel for 2 1/2 hours back home, we got it! He finally trained us.

Future only wanted to sit on the potty when he really needed to go. He didn't want to sit on there all the time. (check: we got it) Also, the circumstances have to be optimal to allow him to go. (check: we got that one as well) So, on Saturday and Sunday, Future Angelo Lilly III had only 1 accident, and it was not his fault.

To a 2 year old, day and night are the same. Accident 1: he woke up around 3 in the morning squirming like crazy in the bed with us. We thought he was having night terrors. Finally he stopped squirming, and then a warm feeling came across me. I jumped up and apologized to him over and over because he had an accident. Then, I changed him, me, and part of the bed, and we went back to sleep. We have been teaching them to let us know when they need to "go". That means day or night. After changing him at 4 in the morning, he didn't wet his diaper again. It was dry for 1.5 more days. Then, it just couldn't be removed and put back on any more.

While we were on the road, I just hoped that he wouldn't start squirming in his chair because we couldn't force him to go before we started driving. We were 10 miles away from home, and the squirming began. We went another 5 miles, and "hightailed" it into the nearest restaurant. Dad took him to the restroom. When they came out, we were jumping, screaming, and congratulating him all the way to the car. This is a small feat to some, but monumental to a parent that would love a Diaper Raise in their pocketbook.

Now, on to Twizzle #2 who is perfectly fine sitting on the pot all day long. So, the differences in them is that Future aka Baby A aka Talkie Baby can clearly say "I need peepee." Frederick aka Baby B aka Techie Baby would just as soon text you that information than tell you. I guess I need to get him a cell phone through his turn at potty training.