Matthew's teeth

Here's my two little teeth!

And here's my polar bear hat!

Sophie's well again

And full of her usual mischief.

Nothing like a bin bag for a little manic laughter...

Twinkle, twinkle

For some time now, Matthew has been copying my hand movements when singing Twinkle, Twinkle to him.

Her ear's popped again

Sophie's been fighting a cold, as usual, but sadly she's suffered her second perforated eardrum, so she's back on the antibiotics. Much as on New Year's Eve, she went through an inconsolable period, then Chris noticed some discharge from her ear and we were off to hospital again with the same end result - 10 days of antibiotics. Poor little girl.

Bath time!

Sophie, in particular, used to hate bath time, but it's growing on her...

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Happy days!

Everybody tells us how we have to enjoy these days with our gorgeous twins as this is the best it gets. I know the terrible twos are bearing down on us, but how awful can that period be? They'll be learning to talk properly, walking properly, real little people. I love the stage ours are at but I have no doubt I will love every stage they go through.

Sophie's off again

All kitted up and ready to hit the road.

NOW I see it!

I've never been able to see any resemblance between Matthew and myself. But today I had a Eureka moment. We're the spit of each other!

Box 'em up

Why do babies like boxes? Can't be missing the womb after 11 months, surely? Apparently I was happy as Larry when sat in a box. Defective genes I guess.