orange juice, who knew?

brennan spent the morning at wilder's.
pancakes and bananas.
they are 2 weeks apart.
the boys, not the pancakes.
yup, when his mommy was done being pregnant i still had 2 more weeks.
even though our due dates were three days apart.
or something.
blah.
yes bree, i'm STILL bugged about that!
off i went to my monthly doc apt for babe in belly.
155-160 beats per minute.
doc assures me that, in fact, i am pregnant.
i know, amazing.
i left dr. N's office with my ultrasound slip in hand.
the BIG ultrasound slip.
the one where we find out if everything is happy and healthy in there.
(and if it's a girl?????)
"anytime after the 14th of this month," he said.
well, i've officially paced myself and set it for the 29th.
@3:15 to be exact.
this snazy new place has all of the bells and whistles.
same doctor, just new ultrasound place.
1 hour, 3-D, lots of pictures.
i'm excited:-)
so i picked brennan up, and we brought wilder home with us for an hour or two.
they squealed and laughed the entire way home in the backseat.
so this is what twins is like, i think to myself.
they fought over the walker and the bike.
then they played in the play house together.
somehow wilder overturned the walker and scraped his tummy.
"mommy, mommy, mommy."
it was sad.
what fixed it?
orange juice.
the juice i gave them in their own big boy cups.
which they spilled all over the ground after their 3rd refill.
glad we were outside.
glad they made it through 3 refills.
wilder said, "uh oh."
brennan patted him on the back, looking very concerned.
i poured him some more.
it was darling.
oh. and brennan will be referred to as "talley" from this point forward.
says wilder anyway.