Long Time, No Blog

Lots of change going on around the Eagle house, which has led to the lag in apologies to my three readers. I got a new job, one that actually requires me to work, so I can't do much day blogging. But here's what's going on.

It's been so long since I've blogged both the kids started growing facial hair...

OK...not really that long, but given the hairy nature of our family it won't be long before Addison will be shaving her legs and Tyler will be shaving his face, back, chest, butt, ears and nostrils.

They bambinos turned 6 months old last week, and in a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.  Tyler is extremely mobile and has earned the name of Captain Destruction.  All he does is log roll and flail his body in to anything and gets anywhere he wants.  This week I have found him under the couch, under his dresser, under his bed, and he even log-rolled himself from the living room, around the couch, past the dining room table and into the kitchen.  He will roll over the dogs, his toys, his sister, and any thing else in his way. He did start "crawling" today, but his "crawl" is more of an air-hump, so I'll wait to post until it's a real crawl, so the FBI won't show up over here to confiscate my computer.

Addison has mastered sitting up.  She can sit-up as long as she wants no. She just sits and studies everything that is going on.  Much more low-key than Captain Destruction. She's like her mom...sitting, watching, observing and judging her male counterpart. 

Tyler and Addison have been given the OK to eat anything they can far we have added cauliflower(yuck), peas(meh), mango(yum), chicken(yum).  The change in texture really throws them(and their diaper consistency) off at first, but they handle if very well.  I'm thinking about really getting them into the whole American obesity thing at an early age, I just can't figure out if I should blender up and animal style In and Out Burger, a Tony's calzone, or monster plate of chicken nachos.  

I'm not really sure the doc meant Tyler could eat a plastic bowl when he said "anything they can handle" but he tried...



Jump Around. Jump Around.

I posted this on Facebook, but it's to hilarious not to share on the blog too.

I literally could have gotten 10 videos of them doing this.  They would just casually bounce until the music started...then it was party time! And no, Tyler is not naked, he just barfs on his clothes when he "Jumps Around" so we put him in the diaper only.


Parfing...I'll Explain

I think it has been pretty well documented that Tyler is the human body fluid volcano ...fluid is usually erupting from him most of the ranges from spit-up to barf to pee to explosive diapers.  He's a boy, and apparently thats what boys do.

This weekend Nana and Papa(Caroline's folks) came into town for a few days.  Nana is usually pretty smart about putting on her haz-mat uniform if she is feeding Tyler...but I think she got a little too comfortable with him towards the end of the trip.  We were letting the babies "air out"(squirm around on the floor completely naked) before bath time when Nana got the Parf Treatment.  Parf Treatment, you ask? Ah's the baby version of a shart. It's a pee barf combo.   We were just playing with them on the floor and Nana decided she wanted to pick Tyler up...naked...bad idea.  He looks at her, gives her his adoring smile, points the "snake" in her direction, and lets it flow.  She tells me, "I need a rag", and not a second later does he open up his barf valve and hit the exact same spot he just pee soaked with some warm, regurgitated formula.  I'm talking sniper like precision.  The first thing that came to her mind was, "get me a rag" the first thing that came to my mind was, "blog".  So Nana sat there for a few extra seconds while I scrambled to get the iPhone...

I present to you...."Parfing"

In other baby news, Pops and I decided to baby proof all of the cabinets(huge freaking beating).  Tyler wanted to hang out with the men and watch us do some work.  I think he was extremely unimpressed....I looked over and he was literally passed-out, snoring in the bouncy-chair-hanging-thing...

Also, this link is full of pics that I put on Facebook. You don't have to have Facebook to access it, and I put mostly cute pictures on there because I want everyone to tell me how cute and awesome my babies are over and over again, not really, well sort of.