I don't think I've ever spent more than $30 on one. It's just not my thing. In fact, I've rotated between the same two purses for years now. I appreciate a cute purse, sure, but I could never bring myself to spend three digits on one, or even, say $62.
It's not that I'm so great with money, because I'm not. But my trouble comes in the form of piling far too many $15 or $20 items into my cart at Target or Old Navy or even Costco, thus creating a very high number at the check out register.
But recently I allowed myself to splurge and spend more money than I was comfortable with on...
a diaper bag.
Yes, a diaper bag.
Seem like a lot of money to spend on such a thing? Well, before you think such things, hear me out. First, look at how cool it is...
I love it too.
And it's incredibly practical. Really.
My favorite part about it is it's a backpack. I had been wanting a backpack style diaper bag since I found out we were expecting twins, but I had never been willing to fork out the money before now. It was a combination of trying to go places with two toddling toddlers, each needing to hold my hand while the over-one-shoulder style diaper bag we've had hits one of the kids in the face while I'm constantly trying to keep it from sliding off my shoulder, and finding a smoking deal on ebay. This bag retails for $120, and I got it for $62 with free shipping. At that price I know it shouldn't be a problem to get our money back reselling it when we're done with it.
I've had it for over 2 weeks now, and I freaking love it. It makes my life so much easier! Birds sing louder, the grass is greener, I've lost 10 pounds... Ok, none of those things, but seriously, I wish I would have dove in and purchased one sooner! It makes being out and about with the twins so much easier.
So, I guess I'm officially a 30 year old mother, with a minivan and a mortgage, who spends more money on a diaper bag than she does on anything else she wears. And I'm okay with it. =)
Well, it started wayyy too early (5:09am thankyouverymuch) which was not so fun. Twice this week both babies slept past 7:00am (7:45 on Wednesday and 7:15 on Friday), so Dave and I got greedy and stayed up far past our bedtime last night desperately hoping the past-seven trend would continue.
We were all four a little fussy by morning nap time.
The twins went down shortly after 9, and slept until 11am. That is longer than average. We played and then had lunch, and then were stuck with the reality that there was no way they were going back down at 2pm as they normally would. What's a family to do?
Pack up and head to a new park with a splashpad.
Luke and Abbey were apprehensive at first, wanting to stay very close to us...
(that is not a flattering picture of me by any means...showcasing my giant thigh, hair a mess, pale legs on display, child pulling down my shirt...but it's such an accurate depiction of my life right now that I forced myself to include it in the name of memories)
But very soon they were comfortable exploring a bit...
At times even wandering off to make new friends...
Once in awhile, they'd stop by to say "hi" to Mom and Dad...
But for the most part, they ran around and enjoyed the freedom...
If things got boring, they took a different perspective...
We played and played well passed 2pm, and then made a decision that could very well come back to bite us hard tomorrow morning. We decided to just ditch the afternoon nap all together and keep on playing. We left the water area and let Luke and Abbey lead us on a walk where ever they wanted to go. We stopped and picked at the grass, said hi to dogs being walked, felt several different types of leaves, and explored every inch of the park.
Dave and I had a great time watching our babies be little people. I am quite sure Luke's Love Language is freedom (and Macaroni and Cheese). That boy is never happier than when he's given an open road and the chance to lead where ever his heart desires. He just GOES. And he's always so heartbroken when it's time to turn around, even when it means he can still lead and there is still a lot of free walking to be had, he likes that less because it's where we just came from and he's already conquered that area.
Abigail on the other hand is a doddler. She doddles along, happily talking to herself, or sometimes giggling to only she and God knows what. She'll stop mid step to sit down to play with a rock. At one point we were walking across a bridge, and she just decided crawling would be more fun. She got down on all fours, crawled along the wood, and laughed to herself the entire time.
Around 3:30pm we were pretty much done at the park, but there was no turning back from our ditch-the-afternoon-nap plan, and neither of us loved the idea of heading back to the house to contend with two overtired toddlers.
So, again, what's a family to do?
Go get ice cream.
It was Abbey and Luke's first time trying ice cream, and they LOVED it, which is good because I'm pretty sure it's my Love Language so we usually have some in the freezer.
After we killed enough time there, we headed home. Played for a bit, ate an early dinner, had an early bath, and our kids were asleep in our arms before they even finished their bedtime milk. We laid them in their cribs at 5:48pm.
Please join us in praying that we've passed the "sleep begets sleep" phase in infancy and Luke and Abbey will sleep long and hard until after the clock says at least 6:00am tomorrow.
We've been keeping busy over here lately. My sister Emily was here for the weekend, and the twins loved the extra attention =)
Abbey even fell asleep on Auntie Em while "settling in" right before nap time...
A new term begins this week, which means David's hours/days change with the new classes he's teaching, and in turn my hours/days change as well. (we work opposite shifts so one of us is home with our babies). Adjusting to a new schedule always takes me a little bit, and blogging is usually the first thing to take a backseat.
But, I didn't want too much time to pass without posting some pictures of my Adorables.
Whoever says they only make cute clothes for girls clearly hasn't been having as much fun as I have dressing up my boy lately...
Of course, dressing up my baby girl is pretty fun as well...
Hmmm...where to begin?? I have been married for 10 years to a wonderful man, and after more than 2 1/2 years of waiting, hoping and praying, we were blessed with the most beautiful twins! Lucas and Abigail were born in March of 2010 at 38 weeks. God has been so gracious to us. We also have 2 adorable cats who tolerate us because we continue to feed them. I love Jesus, my family, my friends, a good cup of coffee, the beach, sleeping in, sunshine and witty banter. I choose to describe myself as "passionate" about most things. I can turn almost any moment into a kleenex moment, but that's ok... because I would rather feel too much than not enough, ya know?