Monday, May 2, 2011

Misery

From Bambini4


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Table Dance

Both babies now have the worst flu yet. Thick yellow snot slowly oozes out of both nostrils at once with a speed equivelent to their activity rate until it reaches the mouth, when it becomes so disgusting to look at that Barbara or I pin their head between our legs and attempt to remove it with a tissue.

Un fortunatly the approaching tissue signals a spurt in energy as they head for the nearest safe haven to avoid having the sore skin under thier noses assaulted again.

If this isnt bad enough, they have both started producing acidic ka ka which results in an instantaneous daiper rash. Luca's is so bad that he starts screaming as soon as you pick him up to change it.

Nico pinches his butt cheeks together so hard, I would need a screwdriver to pry them apart. How do babies develop such strong gluts?

Then there is the surgical recovery which when sprayed to remove acidic ka ka creates a third reason to scream.

By bath time they are so exhausted that they just fall over for no apparent reason. The resulting screaming would lead you to believe there was blood everywhere.

Bath time after a long afternoon of this is one long 20min exercise in sound pressure levels that four tiled walls can contain. To keep them warm, there is a very effective heat lamp in the bathroom that I purchased that beats down like the mid day sun. By the time they are bathed, oiled, vickesed, daipered and dressed, I am dripping in sweat and my head is pounding.

The number of #2 daipers seems rise proportionally with their ill health. On Saturday, Luca produced 6, twice as many, and Sunday Nio produced 3, 3x as many. To amuse myself in the face these challenges, I decided to examine the contents.

I noticed dark dots in the composition, and wondered if this was something I should be concerned about. Closer inspection revealed they were raisins, one their favorite munchies.

They looked undigested so I began to ponder the results of recycling them. Has anyone ever studied the maturing of a babies digestive system? How many times through the horse does it take to digest a raisin? I could perhaps write a paper on the subject.

These are depths that ones mind goes to after 15mo with twins. Another couple in the park today looked at us with the customary face of pity and made the usual comment "don't worry, it gets better". If I hear that one more time...

Later the husband and I were talking and he said that twins make normal people crazy. I dread to think what it has done to me then.

This weekend I thought it might be fun to go to a local park that was having a kite flying event. For $6 you got a hot dog and 10c plastic kite that flew off to one side only and crashed straight into the ground.

The entrance had two large poles in the ground designed to allow single strollers, but prevent double strollers from passing. Is that twin discrimination? I solved this one adeptly by picking up the stroller, twins strapped in place and lifting it over the whole barricade.

On the way up the hill we realized this was going to be a hot day and Barbara forgot the sun screen for the babies and us. Barbara had elected to dress in all black heat absorbing material and was uncomfortable from the moment we left the security of the tarmac.

I suggested we used our bodies to provide shade for the babies as they ran all over the place and I attempted to assemble and fly a worthless kite. I should have placed the camera on the ground and taken video. That idea didn't last long.

Next we headed for the shade of a tree and were having great fun until some well meaning passerby said they had seen a "big" snake in there. Barbara was heading down the path before I could finish my question "are we leaving now?"

Despite the whole hill being covered with people and kids I was made to holler at the tall grass along side the path to "ward off the snakes".

This was definately a Loooooooooooooooooooooooong weekend.

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