Meanwhile, I have begun to wonder about what makes a good mother. Meaning, am I a bad mother if I let them eat a fudge pop for breakfast and Gatorade for lunch, just to get something in Gage so he won't be low-blood-sugar cranky? Or, am I a bad mother if I plop them in their cribs for a nap, let them scream for half an hour, take a shower and get out to find that Reid has climbed from his crib and is wandering around the kitchen (because he learned to open doors) with tear tracks down his face and a bruise on his head? Or if we've watched at least two Disney movies a day for the last few days, in addition to some Backyardigans on demand and even a little Spongebob?
Speaking of opening doors, Reid can. It is unfortunate, but true. In fact, we had to buy a new deadbolt because they could lock & unlock the old one by standing on the second step, and now with their new ability to open doors...well, it was a little scary. So now the deadbolt has to be unlock with a key both inside and out. That should keep them inside! Sadly, I stepped out the other day to water my plants, and left the key in the lock thinking I would only be out for a minute, and they locked me out. Luckily my neighbor has a spare key...otherwise I would have been in bad shape! Won't do that again.
Here are some cute pictures from a trip we took this week to Red Butte Gardens at the U. Obviously this was before the beastie boy made his appearance. Also obviously, the adorable quotient of these pictures shows why we put up with what we do. Aren't they so cute in their hats?




