Last week was exhausting and challenging, to say the least. I thought having newborn twins was hard, but man.......I don't know, I think having toddlers that are embracing the "terrible" part of the "terrible twos" may be even tougher. By Friday afternoon, I was questioning my ability to survive motherhood. Someone decided to give me a break and I was treated to a wonderful weekend.

Scott and I were lucky enough to have a date night on Friday--our favorite sitter, Abbey, took over our parenting duties for the evening and we went out for a fabulous dinner, followed by a nightcap at a local watering hole. We had a great time gorging our selves, and I really needed a night alone with my guy, away from the girls to regroup. The girls were pretty good for Abbey, minus one "incident" with Julia. She recently learned how to take off her pants, and she decided that it would be fun to take off her pants and diaper after Abbey put her to bed. It's unsurprising that Abbey had to rush upstairs to Julia wailing after she had peed all over herself and the contents of her crib. Other than that, no problemos.

Saturday couldn't have been more perfect--it was one of those rare days where everything just falls into place. The morning started off beautifully, as I was able to sleep in while Scott tended to the monkeys. I woke up to the sounds of the girls laughing, and I have to say, there really isn't any better way to start the day. Not only were the girls happy, but they were thrilled to see me when I came out of the bedroom--I was greeted with hugs and kisses and numerous exclamations of "oh, mommies" (Kate), and "hi, hi, hi" (Julia). The rest of the day proceeded in much of the same fashion, with the girls behaving beautifully and doing their best to claim the title of the cutest, sweetest, most precocious children to ever live.

We went to mass Saturday afternoon, and then out to dinner at a diner. The girls were well-mannered in the restaurant and I was really consumed by feelings of gratitude and joy. I think this was God's way of not only giving me a break, but also trying to reassure me that I was indeed up to the challenges that the girls have been throwing my way.

I've been really bad about keeping records on the girls' milestones, so after I type this post, I'm going to sit down and make a list of all the words they know. This is probably one of my favorite aspects of this age--the rate their vocabularies are expanding is amazing and I'm in awe of these little people.

Kate spoke what Scott and I have decided is her official first sentence the other day. As a former Lit major, it really melted my heart when she picked up her book as Scott was carrying her up to bed, and said, "Daddies, I read book." I'm so in love.....

I'll try and post the vocab list if time permits.......

Looking forward to this weekend, as my dear friend Strayer is coming for a visit before she moves across the pond. We're spending the night in the city on Saturday which means no mommy duty for almost 24 hours--holy shit!

Back later, heart hug!