Hmmmm.... Where to start? I am wondering, though, how much longer it will be so entertaining to pull all the clothes off the hangers and stay up until 9:30 or later every night.

They still love copying Oliver's bad behavior and playing doggy that jumps up on everything. He even did it going back to the chapel after a potty break duruing sacrament meeting. He jumped up on the door to get in.

Eating.  This is great!

Whitney eating chips and keeping and eye on the duck

my beach babe

Whitney burying my foot in sand.  If it looks like I'm half asleep, I wish.  The shutter just got stuck open

Tucker smashing his castle

my other beach babe

Tucker snuggling on his towel for warmth and Whitney smashing another castle.

Whitney wanted to walk back to the car with her towel on.  She put it on herself and kept it up high enough to make it there walking the whole way.

Snuggling with woof woof and tortuga

Whitney did actually push Tucker in this pretty well.

 We had a lot of fun the day and a half of sun we had this week. We went to the beach. I guess the whole duck thing the last time we went the park really scared them.  Every time there was a duck on the beach, they freaked out, so I had to be on duck duty at this park too, even though these ducks weren't aggressive.  Whitney discovered sand as a medium for her art projects and spent lots of time making sand castles and smashing them.  Tucker just smashed them.  But then Tucker had a blast in the water for a long time.  Long enough for even him to get cold and he snuggled on the towel from being cold just like my siblings used to.  We went home when Tucker Doggy couldn't stop flinging sand behind him on other people while digging.

Monday they were most excellently behaved babies.  I made a ton of food for my upcoming week.  I made salsa, bread, chili rellenos, spanish rice and cookies in one day.  Whitney helped me a ton, which freed up the toys for Tucker so there was minimal fighting.  Jim came home from work that day hobbling after playing soccer at work.  His mechanism of injury is perfect for an ACL tear or major meniscus issue, but he hasn't gone to the doctor yet.  Hmmmmmmm...... I really hope I'm wrong in this instance.

Tuesday and Wednesday was Activity Day camp in the afternoons, so the babies were off to some friends.  Man.  Those babies lucked out.  My friend's project for the time they were there was to clean out the toy closet.  Her youngest is five.  They scored.  This is how she determined what she wanted to send home with them.  The amount of fighting and time spent with the toys.  She said she went to go help her son.  When she came back upstairs, she said she heard some "scuffling" in the toy closet.  They were fighting to get out a foam chair they could see (just like the one's at Sue's house!).  Apparently there were two and they hauled them around the house all day.  So those came home with me.  Score!

The other thing was a huge my little pony collection.  Apparently Whitney spent some serious quality time with those things with purple and pink hair.  They all look the same to me, but today Whitney was a little upset.  She dumped out the entire collection looking for the "pink Whitney pony".  There are smaller and bigger ones and she wanted this smaller one that has all pink hair and all pink body.  Different from the small pink pony with purple and pink hair. Pony, by the way, is pronounced, mony.

Friday was a catch up day, but we did have "jinglebells" over, which made all of our days.  Us parents played games while the kids played on their own.  It is AWESOME!  Jinglebells plays with Tucker and Whitney and their baby do their own thing.  It's great!

Saturday we tried raspberry picking.  We didn't get a ton of raspberries, but that's in between a lot of stuff.  Tucker and Whitney each had to go potty 3 times in 2 hours.  They also ate berries as fast as we could pick them.  It was a challenge to go fast enough.  The berries  just started ripening, so there weren't a lot in one location, but the best ones were actually at Tucker and Whitney's height.

Yesterday some friends and their twins came over, which was a great break, too.  Those kids play fairly well together and the dads made them race and traced their "dead" bodies with chalk on the driveway.  Whitney loved the racing and Tucker liked being traced.  There were three of him and one of the rest of the kids.  Lots of overlapping.

The best part of this week is that, with all that midnight practicing of putting clothes on and off, they can pull their pants on and off fairly well, so they are starting to go the bathroom on their own without telling me AND not having accidents.  I'm really liking this bit.