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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AHRHgyfyp7ImA9WhRbEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519533250138929172</id><updated>2012-01-31T10:02:15.697-06:00</updated><category term="sleep schedule" /><category term="weights" /><category term="colic" /><category term="new mom" /><category term="schedules" /><category term="daycare" /><category term="fussiness" /><category term="Mandy Johnson Photography" /><category term="sleep training" /><category term="newborn" /><category term="working mom" /><category term="unhappy baby" /><category term="twins" /><category term="colds" /><category term="stay at home mom" /><category term="photos" /><category term="love" /><category term="infants" /><category term="bathtime" /><category term="growth spurt" /><title>Katie and Tyler</title><subtitle type="html">An online "journal" that keeps track of the day to day fun and adventure involved with raising boy/girl twins, and chronicles the milestones, and picture memories of Katie and Tyler.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fossicktwins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fossicktwins.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4519533250138929172/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Shellie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01923218555937724444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5SdZw1Pploo/SYnno8gn8yI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pDu5aYIoD5M/S220/Blue+Jeans+012.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>354</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/KatieTyler" /><feedburner:info uri="katietyler" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AHRHk7eSp7ImA9WhRbEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4519533250138929172.post-1460164951792928084</id><published>2012-01-31T09:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:02:15.701-06:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T10:02:15.701-06:00</app:edited><title>Princess Dance Camp!</title><content type="html">For the most part I don't hate working full-time and the kids seem to enjoy school, but I do regret that there are some really fun things that happen during my working hours that we just can't do.  I thought we were going to have to pass on Princess Dance Camp this summer (which I know Katie will just love), but I think we might be able to work it out.  It is from 9:00 am to 3:00 pm and just for that week I am thinking about taking Katie out of school and having Lance pick her up (just don't know what his schedule will be at that time) and I can probably drop her off.  I am so excited that we might be able to find a way for her to do the camp, because I know she will absolutely love it.  The princess camp comes highly recommended and our friends with girls say that it is the best experience for little ones who love to dance and play dress-up (sounds like Katie).  We weren't able to coordinate swim lessons since they are at 5:00 and I can't really get there by then, but hopefully we can fit it in when work slows down a bit (ha) and I won't have as much trouble leaving a bit early.  If all else fails, dance class ends in May and then we could do the Saturday class.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler participated in an autism study last week (as a "typically developing" comparison) and goes back next week to finish up.  He did so well answering the questions and playing games and the doctors and researchers just loved him.  He was so full of himself, but it was pretty cute.  The lady who was doing the assessment asked him if he was a silly boy and he said "no, but my daddy is" and then said "I'm actually a handsome boy!"  Wonder where he heard that - ha ha - I tell him he is my handsome boy all the time because one time he got upset when someone called Katie a pretty girl and didn't tell him he was a pretty boy!  The study requires him to lay still with his arms by his side for 30 minutes and we are supposed to practice that for the next session with the scanner sounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; they gave us (haven't quite found time for that yet, either). She said we could put a movie on since that is what they will do there (they are surprisingly still not that captivated by movies, though), but we discovered some crazy (worse than Yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gabba&lt;/span&gt;) show this week - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lazytown&lt;/span&gt; - that they absolutely love and that might do the trick to keep him still since it is mesmerizing for some reason to them.  I am going to try to see if I can get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt; copy to take with us.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing, however, mesmerizes them quite as much as the Leapfrog games, though.  They love those things (and we are seriously regretting not getting the same one for them since they fight over who gets the "good" one) and are doing pretty well figuring them out.  I think they have really helped Katie with her letters and numbers, and especially with drawing and writing letters.  We ultimately want to get them the tablet style Leapfrog, so we are trying not to spend a lot on games and accessories for these, and don't want to get another of the kind that they like best because we are probably going to replace them next Christmas, or maybe their birthdays. It is hard, though, because I know they would be just as happy if we got another like the one Tyler already has and then they could play the same games at the same time.  We got Katie a different one because it was supposed to be better for younger children, but had no idea that she would love a game that is only available on the one Tyler has!  The tablet one has a camera, plays music, and is more touch than controller based so I do think that will be the best option eventually and we will just deal with the arguing over who gets to play Mr. Pencil now!  Katie is learning to draw letters in one of the games and just yesterday drew me a picture at school with an "n," "o" and "t."   She is really coming along with learning letters, and even sounds and is ahead of Tyler in being able to write them, and I do think it is a combination of those games and her being competitive and getting tired of hearing Tyler praised for knowing them!  Tyler enjoys the e-books (and they are great for sight words which I think is the next step for him), and they both really like the building/drawing/coloring/shape game that happens to just work on one of the games (we have one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Leapster&lt;/span&gt; Explorer and one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Leapster&lt;/span&gt; 2).  I like that the games are really good at reinforcing shapes, colors, problem solving, basic vocabulary, etc. so I will deal with zombie kids in the car and try to make sure they aren't playing with them too much beyond that!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good weekend, but didn't take any pictures :(.   We went to dinner with So-So and Ray, went to one of our favorite breakfast places in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Leipers&lt;/span&gt; Fork and had ice cream!  Sounds like a lot of food now that I write it out and makes me realize why no pictures were taken - we were too busy eating!  I was still sore yesterday after boot camp on Thursday, and I played tennis last night (yeah) and have boot camp tonight again so I don't imagine we will have any big plans the rest of the week since I will undoubtedly be whining and complaining about not being able to move (boot camp is serious), but hopefully this weekend will have something fun in store!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-1460164951792928084?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When we made it to the cabin we were anxious to start a fire and shake off the chill of the snow and cold chalet (a few inches up there). We collected wood, started the fire, opened the flue damper and then promptly the whole house was engulfed in smoke! After we got on the phone with the owners of the chalet (which Katie kept calling a shadow), managed to get the smoke alarms turned off, and tried everything imaginable to get the smoke out of all of the rooms in the A frame, all while keeping the kids outside on the snow covered deck (the smoke inside was unbearable and not good for Tyler's asthma) we finally figured out that that the flue was stuck and the only fix was a good yank. The rest of the weekend Lance got to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pyro&lt;/span&gt; that he loves to be and make warm, cozy fires and grill in the snow. That was enough fun for us since it combines two of our favorite things, but it got even better with a couple of great breakfasts (Pancake Pantry and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Applewood&lt;/span&gt;), rainbow trout at Park grill, a visit to the aquarium, a day spent at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cades&lt;/span&gt; Cove, a drive through the National park, and one of the highlights for the kids "swimming" in the hot tub. We are already planning to make a trip back to go to the indoor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;waterpark&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ober&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gatlinburg&lt;/span&gt; which we neither had time for, or the patience since it was really crowded pretty much everywhere and impossible to even park after 9:00am at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ober&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Gatlinburg&lt;/span&gt; (first real snow of the season). The kids kept asking if we were going back to the "cool" house whenever we were out and about and I think they enjoyed sleeping in bunk beds and playing in a new environment almost as much as seeing the much talked about sharks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since our beach trip they have been fascinated with jellyfish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698359056187302242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A8Qj7QETTtU/TxSjXtKsoWI/AAAAAAAACWs/khl6kZ5oPwE/s320/Both%2Blooking%2Bat%2Bjellyfish.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Touching the crab, playing with penguins, and watching the sharks swim overhead were big hits too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698359504848576738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6I9EyIEVx7I/TxSjx0j4YOI/AAAAAAAACXE/RT_VTBlkOiw/s320/Both%2Btouching%2Bcrab%2Bfaces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698359848857467954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SbGCSkvPXlw/TxSkF2F_fDI/AAAAAAAACXQ/1JKPCnKIzn0/s320/talking%2Bto%2Bthe%2Bpenguin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cades&lt;/span&gt; Cove was awesome, even though deer were the only animals out and about. The kids had some pent up energy after the drive there and were pretty silly, but enjoyed running around and even learned a little about mills from dad!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698360065849746242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cNnMoVmhsFM/TxSkSec-40I/AAAAAAAACXc/yDAAus0pezw/s320/Silly%2Bsmiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698360800136739090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vIWF-_lxAeE/TxSk9N4pORI/AAAAAAAACXo/UauzN4hBcTU/s320/Explaining%2Bthe%2Bmill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visitors who "trapped" us in the house the last evening there - obviously they have been fed a lot because they were bound and determined to get in the house and couldn't be spooked!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698361116255145218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iGe-OFPogIk/TxSlPnhJTQI/AAAAAAAACX0/CVuJETB7URg/s320/Raccoon%2Bvisitors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-1908035795148687263?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A phrase that always sticks with me from one of the books is when the Mama Llama begs little Llama to "please stop all this llama drama." Yesterday, I definitely felt like begging for all of the drama to stop! Most people reading this (since you are the special ones privy to knowing how crazy I really am) know that my anxiety levels ratchet up tremendously when on the interstate and especially when there is merging and tractor trailer trucks involved. Well, imagine that all of that is compounded by being a disabled vehicle on the side of a busy interstate while trying to manage two children who keep questioning "why we don't go, momma" and you get a glimpse of the state of panic and fear that I was in yesterday when my car tire blew out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mind we were in the absolute worst place for it to happen since it is a part of my daily trek that I dread every day (cars merging from one interstate to the other with one lane oblivious that cars will be IN THEIR LANE in no time at all), and is embarrassingly not an interstate that I was totally sure of the name or direction of (I know now) since I literally merge for 1 minute and then take the first exit from there. After pulling off to the side of the road I immediately called Lance and as I was watching in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rearview&lt;/span&gt; mirror was becoming more and more afraid and hysterical. I have had to drive on the shoulder a few times because people failed to let me merge, and I could see that others were doing the same thing and coming dangerously close to us at high rates of speed. Plus, it being right at the end of morning rush hour, people were also unable to get over (move over law) to give some separation once they saw the car on the shoulder and were whizzing by, shaking the car and freaking me out even more. I was admittedly in a state of extreme panic, unable to stop crying (even though Katie kept telling me "it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; mama." I opened the door to get a look at the tire and realize that I could not continue driving at any speed, and then edged as close to the guardrail as I could manage and didn't move until Lance pulled up (and then I still crawled across, not about to open that driver side door again)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance saved the day and came to give us his car while he ended up sitting for over an hour waiting for the wrecker (and he said that it really was a very frightening spot to be in so it wasn't just me being an interestate wimp). It was an unusually busy morning in Nashville with accidents around the whole city, which accounted for the long wait. Nevertheless, USAA roadside assistance was again fantastic and I am so glad that we "accidentally" signed up for their driver program years ago. It was one of the scariest experiences of my life because not only was it a nightmare situation for me personally and my phobias, but also because I could not get my kids out of that situation and all I could think about were the numerous reports of disabled and emergency vehicles in accidents from the same type of scenario. It didn't help that Katie refused to keep her arms in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt; straps, and Tyler immediately opened the car door on the traffic side when we put him in Lance's car! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with going to the mailbox and receiving what I thought initially was an audit notice from the IRS (which probably would have been worse news), but ended up being a correction to our 2010 filing which means we owe money. Katie has been somewhat of a nightmare lately, testing all boundaries of every kind of discipline we can throw at her and she was proceeding to have one of the biggest tantrums of her life as I was reading the incredibly difficult IRS jargon. They are both definitely testing us at every opportunity now, but for the most part are just fun, fun to be around these days and tantrums, whining, grunting and screaming (in Katie's case) are not overly abundant (knock on wood). Luckily too, we have a trip to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gatlinburg&lt;/span&gt; planned this weekend. It will be great to get away, to spend some time in the mountains, and enjoy some fun activities with the kiddos! I think a visit to the aquarium, some yummy rainbow trout, and a trip down the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Alpine&lt;/span&gt; Slide are great rewards for dealing with some drama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-4632142905454552264?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We had a fantastic Christmas this year.  The kids are at a great age to really enjoy the magic of Santa Claus, not to mention all of the toys that they finally like more than the packaging they come in!  We got to see most of the family the weekend of Christmas, but didn't see my dad until he came up the following weekend to watch the kids while Lance and I want to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt; bowl game. That was a lot of fun too, and we were very grateful that we got to go AND the kids had a fabulous time playing with Paw Paw and the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is difficult to take a lot of pictures Christmas morning when so many things need to be opened or exclaimed over, but here are a couple!  We are making another trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gatlinburg&lt;/span&gt; in a week, and although it doesn't look like we are going to be lucky enough to get snow we will visit the Aquarium again and get some pictures there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posing in their cute, cute Christmas pajamas from So-So. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kEviYYwp7Rc/TwniR8da3uI/AAAAAAAACV8/WAAKcwsibVE/s1600/christmas%2Bpjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kEviYYwp7Rc/TwniR8da3uI/AAAAAAAACV8/WAAKcwsibVE/s320/christmas%2Bpjs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695332001701879522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They have very different gift opening strategies (kind of like my and Lance's vastly different opinions on how exactly Santa leaves gifts under the tree).  Tyler takes his time and really notices what he unwraps - Katie tears through them as if she is being timed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSbn6966vrM/TwnivQz1IPI/AAAAAAAACWI/1GQ540zYw3U/s1600/Both%2Bwith%2Bpresents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qSbn6966vrM/TwnivQz1IPI/AAAAAAAACWI/1GQ540zYw3U/s320/Both%2Bwith%2Bpresents.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695332505380790514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyler is still a big fan of matchbox/hot wheels cars and really enjoyed his parking garage.  He has found a new love too though - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;squinkies&lt;/span&gt;!   They are these tiny little squishy figurines that get lost and scattered around the entire house, but he loves to carry them, play pretend with them and see how they can interact with all of other favorite toys - dinosaurs, blocks, and his new airplane and train set from Paw Paw and Tia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHemgn25URs/Twnj2Z-Z3XI/AAAAAAAACWU/Lpq4qB5lQUk/s1600/Tyler%2Bwith%2Bcar%2Bgarage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VHemgn25URs/Twnj2Z-Z3XI/AAAAAAAACWU/Lpq4qB5lQUk/s320/Tyler%2Bwith%2Bcar%2Bgarage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695333727611772274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture kind of sums up what made Katie a very happy little girl Christmas morning.  A playhouse (from Grandma and B-Bob) that Uncle Matthew and Ray-Ray so graciously put together since Santa didn't, the princess dress that was the only thing she consistently said she wanted from Santa, and Hello Kitty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pez&lt;/span&gt; that she was carrying around in her new purse (and she insists on carrying her purse everywhere now if we are out and about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJnYjO96BGM/TwnlcDvQiaI/AAAAAAAACWg/uWr-f2BsVkE/s1600/Katie%2Bin%2Bplayhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJnYjO96BGM/TwnlcDvQiaI/AAAAAAAACWg/uWr-f2BsVkE/s320/Katie%2Bin%2Bplayhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695335473989323170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to breakfast this morning (the first time the kids sat without boosters or high chairs and they did really great) followed by a trip to Target, and as we were walking the aisles (trying to entertain them and wear them out) they pointed out things they wanted next Christmas.   I don't think they have any idea how long of a wait it will be, but hopefully the year has so much fun in store that they won't notice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-4061660369770917183?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It seems that Ice may be one of those things that is better in theory, at least with three-year old, tired children.  Tyler really seemed to enjoy it, especially the ice slide, but Katie was mostly just cold (it is unbelievably cold in there) and really ready for a nap.  We had a good time, but it was very, very crowded (which is a bit frightening when you are trying to keep up with two short people who have no idea the danger of getting lost in a crowd and when the crowd is made up of people all wearing the same coats) and people didn't really have much of the holiday spirit (maybe it was because we were with all of the other people who didn't spring for the VIP ticket that allowed you to skip in line and had to wait in a corral for 30 minutes with little children of all ages).  All children under the age of 4 are free so this may be our last year for a while since the kids will be 4 next Christmas and the awe of seeing all of these cool things made out of ice is more enticing when we aren't paying for four tickets :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdJ1_jHWJGI/Tu6JCofnCeI/AAAAAAAACVI/9Z2qU0KDJec/s1600/both%2Bat%2Bice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SdJ1_jHWJGI/Tu6JCofnCeI/AAAAAAAACVI/9Z2qU0KDJec/s320/both%2Bat%2Bice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687634057738258914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was waiting in line, he had this jacket on under the special one and it was STILL cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_GHq3j6wPw/Tu6JMMaU4dI/AAAAAAAACVU/qSpHfdUOKX0/s1600/Tyler%2Bat%2BICe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_GHq3j6wPw/Tu6JMMaU4dI/AAAAAAAACVU/qSpHfdUOKX0/s320/Tyler%2Bat%2BICe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687634221998596562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OBBPm75BFU/Tu6J4ShnP-I/AAAAAAAACVs/d8rRXlgOX0g/s1600/ice%2Bkatie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4OBBPm75BFU/Tu6J4ShnP-I/AAAAAAAACVs/d8rRXlgOX0g/s320/ice%2Bkatie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687634979554017250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-6938182528697615132?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Katie has discovered nightgowns thanks to my sister and is overjoyed at getting to wear dresses (she is still obsessed) to bed. She has relented and will now wear jeans to football games (they got to go to the tailgate again with us for the last game), but any other time it is a battle to get her dressed (she literally undresses the minute we put jeans on her) until she is satisfied that she is sufficiently girly. Tyler is starting to pick up on humor and is always trying to tell you jokes and riddles (that usually don't make much sense, but that crack him up). He is also getting pretty silly - like yesterday when I picked him up at school he told me he couldn't walk because his legs were stuck in circles and he was walking around and around with crazy legs laughing like a hyena. He is doing great on his letters and letter sounds and both of them quiz me and each other all the way home each day on letters, shapes, colors. Their new demand is "momma talk to me," and they love to have conversations that are really funny to hear when they recreate them when they are playing on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is back to decision time. We have decided that we want them to go to a more traditional pre-school the year before they start Kindergarten and that will be next year if they start when they are about to turn five. Deadlines are the end of December for most programs, but we are still hesitant about them being a bit too young (especially when you look down the road and realize they will be 17 when they start college). I definitely don't think they would benefit from two more years where they are, but maybe one more year and then a new program although I think they would do great in a true PK program next Fall. We are weighing our options (since some end with a school day and don't offer aftercare, some are too expensive if we can't get financial aid, and some aren't really that much different from where they are now other than location), but the main decision on the horizon is just if we want them to be the youngest in their class (I am confident that they will be ready for school according to assessments even if we do it when they are about to turn 5) or the oldest and spending probably too much time in a preschool environment working on things that they already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we keep going back and forth so the decision will probably be made by us not making a decision in time! I didn't get any pictures this weekend with the kids in their Vandy garb, but I do have these random ones that show them happy and grumpy - something that can change minute by minute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-biALjire9RM/TsMEF_LywbI/AAAAAAAACTE/3pG9mY6ZkwE/s1600/btylersmiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675384456323711410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-biALjire9RM/TsMEF_LywbI/AAAAAAAACTE/3pG9mY6ZkwE/s320/btylersmiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvfKuRTj9gI/TsMENCQNtyI/AAAAAAAACTQ/XeB5lWsOiOk/s1600/btylerpoutyface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675384577406646050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dvfKuRTj9gI/TsMENCQNtyI/AAAAAAAACTQ/XeB5lWsOiOk/s320/btylerpoutyface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JR7AK8iVVQI/TsMEVwYLQaI/AAAAAAAACTc/mew64IsQblQ/s1600/bdorakatie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675384727227023778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JR7AK8iVVQI/TsMEVwYLQaI/AAAAAAAACTc/mew64IsQblQ/s320/bdorakatie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGwQD5ovJz0/TsMEdcmKJhI/AAAAAAAACTo/jSxNYksmQs4/s1600/bkatiepoutylook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675384859355915794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGwQD5ovJz0/TsMEdcmKJhI/AAAAAAAACTo/jSxNYksmQs4/s320/bkatiepoutylook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-5047000670955006363?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We did traditional Halloween stuff like hay rides and trick or treating (in car trunks), and got to jump in jumpy houses, eat popcorn, and do a little more dancing in costumes, BUT the main thing the kids liked was the cupcake walk. On the way to school today they couldn't stop talking about how you walked around the circle and stopped on numbers and if your number was called you got a pink cupcake! What actually happened was that the lady running the walk tried to match up the number to the one Katie would eventually land on (since we circled many, many times without being called) and when her number was called she asked Tyler if he wanted a cupcake too (of course, he said yes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669657674020105714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Wku98oteRA/Tq6rnYoJLfI/AAAAAAAACRs/-nWYu9y7b0A/s320/zhalloween%2Bcupcakes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;They also got to get into a firetruck. Tyler was thrilled, Katie wasn't too impressed. We just can't get Tyler to wear the Tiger hat, but he still enjoys "roaring" when he wears just the body part of the Tiger costume. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669661564992162914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hluy9kFGxKE/Tq6vJ3oLDGI/AAAAAAAACSQ/6nZljKdxQI4/s320/zfiretruck.jpg" /&gt;Along with the cupcake conversation we had a few more this morning that had me stumped on how to explain. Tyler had to use the bathroom and we weren't far from school so I asked him if he could hold it. He did the typical reach down and try to physically "hold it" so I tried (again) to explain that what I really meant was to not go until we got to a bathroom - difficult! Then Katie asked me who her Auntie (which she says Auntee) was and I told her who her Aunts (which I have always said like ants) were, but tried to explain that they are called Aunt and not Auntie in our family and then she insisted that she had an Auntie because all of her friends do so we are just going with it, for now! The other was with Tyler, he was talking excitedly about hiding since lately he has really enjoyed hiding and listening to us seek him out. I was trying to explain that hiding is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; if we are playing a game, but that if I ever say Tyler come out now he has to do it (because I fear he will hide at a time when he shouldn't and he will get lost or scare me silly that he is lost - he is a good hider). He kept telling me, but mom that isn't how it works - you are supposed to find me - and I tried to explain that most of the time we can do it that way, but that if I ever tell him that he has to come out it is because I can't find him and need to. I am not sure if he got it, maybe I need to test it when I actually do know where he is and praise him for doing what I ask! Doing what I ask is not typical these days, but we had their parent teacher conferences and both of their teachers said they listen and mind really well so I am hopeful that it is just with me that they pretend like they can't hear or understand what I am asking. They both got really great evaluations in their first event parent/teacher meetings :)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We are excited for Halloween fun tonight. I think we are going to attempt one of us trick or treating with them and one handing out candy, but that may mean that the extent of our trick or treating is our little neighborhood! This is the first year that the kids have actually gotten to eat the candy they receive and understand that it is a special treat - I think Halloween has created monsters out of these two in that they are not complete candy mongers! We have talked a lot about "too much candy will make you sick," and watched a couple of shows with that same theme so I am hopeful that they understand why we limit them to just a couple of pieces! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-5869607573245688915?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We will let them wear them to a festival at the Y tomorrow and on Halloween, of course - but ever since they have come in they have been itching to wear them so they were super excited about our zoo adventure. It was very cold, considering this is essentially our first cold snap, but the kids had fun even if they wouldn't wear pieces of their costumes - tiger head for Tyler and daisy headband for Katie. It was "trick or treat training" since they had booths set up on a trick or treat trail for the kids to visit - and surprisingly Katie was the shy one and Tyler was all about getting some candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight I think we had an all-time most tired child in Katie, who spent the day at the tailgate and bouncy houses and was completely exhausted. They were both worn out - we went to the Arkansas/Vandy game where they had a fall festival set up and we had our usual tailgate which meant lots of fun and activity for T&amp;amp;K and we didn't get home until 4:30 after leaving the house at 9:00. It was a long, but fun day. I hope to have better success getting pictures on Halloween since I had an uncooperative camera and children this time, but here are a couple from the zoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Daisy, Princess, Fairy - as Katie describes herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669083828204614962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PHLCa_xAGCE/TqyhtKYMNTI/AAAAAAAACRc/HvoU0RvF-r4/s320/Arms%2Bup%2BKatie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The headless tiger! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669083498945515906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uefQMyP0KU/TqyhZ_ytEYI/AAAAAAAACRE/sRa9POxYF48/s320/Tyler%2Bdancin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Trick or Treating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669077997204900866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-20An_1PU5hw/TqycZwNhjAI/AAAAAAAACQg/yvwqB6sLdBE/s320/Zoo%2Btrick%2Bor%2Btreating.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyler, especially, was a dancing fool. He was cutting a rug at the game today too and it is pretty funny - let's just say rhythm is not his "thing," but it makes me smile because he is having so much fun and doesn't have a self-conscious thought when he is letting loose!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669082296143704018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KqOrQ8QBFhc/TqygT_AZ79I/AAAAAAAACQs/-JvY_q-0YNk/s320/Both%2BDancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-9091294920565740884?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Lance and I got to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt; game (big, big thank you to So-So and Ray-Ray for watching the kids again) and had a great time watching a victory and spending time with friends. Earlier in the day we went to Gentry Farms and I forgot to charge my camera, but got a few shots before it completely died! It was much more crowded out there since it was such a beautiful day and the second to last weekend of them being open - but the hayride, hay maze and playing in the corn troughs were still lots of fun. This evening is pumpkin carving time so we can finally "light them up" like the kids have been begging to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler has been telling everyone who asks that he is going to be Super Why for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;, but his tiger costume came yesterday and he loves it so hopefully he will go back to that choice! Katie is upset that hers isn't in yet, but hopefully it will be here soon. They have Halloween parties and a festival at school next week so it should be fun for them - they are of course big fans of candy and seem to be at the perfect age for playing pretend and really getting into being in costume. Tyler has become a champ with letters and letter sounds, even if S and C, G and J still confuse him. I don't think Katie is behind, but she is not nearly as interested as him in figuring out letters and spelling. She can tell you how to spell her name because she was jealous that Tyler could do it and we have a little toy that has letters that you press and it tells you each letter and he can pick out all the letters of his name which makes Katie want to figure it out too! I guess a little healthy competition won't hurt in this instance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tyler with the pumpkins. Neither of them would cooperate and look up at me when I was taking a picture, and my camera didn't have enough juice to wait them out!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666740952101500674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dylWE9Ay4c/TqRO30wrNwI/AAAAAAAACPs/OjS6AiD51iU/s320/tyler%2Bwith%2Bpumpkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Katie in her super cute outfit from So-So!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666741383395149954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AIEv0ZfK15E/TqRPQ7dGCII/AAAAAAAACP4/ZjvS3ri_rSo/s320/Katie%2Bsilly%2Bgrin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tyler called this a jungle!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666741912810566050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PjnJfGv7IRg/TqRPvvrkMaI/AAAAAAAACQE/ytYmi_0ALN0/s320/Tyler%2Bin%2Bjungle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The corn is always a big hit.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666742399940948018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-srZ0TYLAD0o/TqRQMGYf8DI/AAAAAAAACQQ/MGol1dnxcfw/s320/corn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-6382913567046549829?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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After agreeing, Tyler has already changed his mind, but hopefully we can talk it up enough in the next two weeks and he'll be back to wanting to be a.... Tiger! Katie has decided to be a flower "princess." We got her a daisy costume since her primary requirement was to have a tutu and she pointed it out and said that was what she wanted to be. The price was right on both of their costumes so we just went for it, last minute since they are being shipped and won't be here until right before Halloween. I want to get them out to Ghouls at Grassmere, but probably won't have their costumes in time so they might have a second costume pieced together from stuff at home (princess dress-up dresses, cowboy, etc). Tyler has become determined that he wants to be Super Why (of course, now that I ordered something different and it is something that I can't really create at home), and I am hoping that changes but love that he is so into that show. It has been great for him picking up on letters and letter sounds - and Katie watches too and pretends to be Princess Presto spelling stuff with her wand. They crack me up with the stories they tell to each other and us, and playing pretend - I am loving watching their imaginations grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the last Tumble Tots class and they got to jump in a bouncy house! We have some decisions to make because Katie still loves her dance class and it is over in December unless we re-up (would probably do the one that includes tap since she is mesmerized by the girls in their tap shoes). They both have shown interest in soccer (we got a little goal for the back yard and they have been practicing scoring!) and want to do swim lessons, and Tyler is convinced that he wants to do tumbling some more. I don't want them to be over-scheduled (and Lance would rather Katie do soccer than dance), but they do enjoy the classes. There are lots of things I want to do in the next few weeks - the zoo Halloween, still haven't been to Gentry Farms, carve pumpkins, and then Christmas and Thanksgiving stuff and since most of the classes are on the weekend I feel like we should probably hold off until January and re-evaluate what they want to do after we see how much "free" time we have. This time of year is so difficult - mostly because of (I am ashamed to admit) football. We love going to football (and eventually basketball) games, but the kids are still a bit too young for the night games - plus, that is a long time for them to essentially entertain themselves since they can't really follow the game action. I still wish we could find an affordable sitter that we trust (and probably could if Lance was comfortable with a "stranger" watching them), because not going to games is really not an option for Lance and I feel bad imposing on our current sitters which means that since that is my issue I should be the one not to go and to stay home with the kids. I see his point, though - if we hire a sitter, spend money out, and then get a cab if we have some cocktails - we both can't afford to go out anyway :)! Regardless, we hope to make it out to a pumpkin farm Saturday and maybe the zoo on Friday so hopefully the next post will include cute Halloween/Fall photos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-4131981225996316341?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We started the day with dance class and then along with So-So and Ray-Ray made the trek out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashland&lt;/span&gt; City for a day at the pumpkin farm. There were slides, swings and even a pumpkin cannon. We were all too worn out before we made it through the corn maze, on the hayride or playing in the corn, but we will probably do those things at Gentry some time this season so it was fun to try some new things. The kids are running on fumes right now because even after a fun-filled, activity-packed day naps were a no go. I have no clue how they get them to nap (occasionally) at school, because at home they talk (to themselves if separated), sing, cry - anything to avoid sleeping. Monday I have to work, but the kids don't have school and dad will have them on his own so maybe he can figure out the nap thing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the day on the farm I went looking for some dresses (Katie is still insisting on wearing dresses every day to school and it will be cold soon), and was shocked to learn that Columbus Day weekend is apparently big for shopping because they were literally sold out of everything in Katie's size at Old Navy, Target, etc. I came back with the intention of loading them in the car and taking them to the mall with me to give Lance a break, and I have never seen two more exhausted children. They are having meltdowns right and left and would fall asleep standing up, I think, if they didn't have such amazing willpower! Needless to say it will be an early night for them (and probably consequently an early morning), but our farm fun was just too much for these two. Lance was in charge of bringing a change of clothes for Katie since we met over at So-So and Ray-Ray's, and he forgot them but So-So saved the day with a "popcorn" shirt that Katie just loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661253658817801074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cInQAhc7Sp0/TpDQNUU3K3I/AAAAAAAACPM/v7Rw7WKnoa8/s320/Truck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When I asked them what their favorite thing was they said picking out pumpkins (we got two big ones) AND Katie said the swing and Tyler's was the slide! They also said the pumpkin cannon, but really they couldn't decide if they were scared of it or not! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661253978639915362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jOBkf3QfsUE/TpDQf7wZWWI/AAAAAAAACPU/0MjFO1en5ac/s320/Katie%2Btube%2Bswing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661255297987484754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJL33sjTZhU/TpDRsutXnFI/AAAAAAAACPk/1Gi4VbZ_els/s320/Tyler%2Bsmiling%2Bsliding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-4966239271173078753?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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They were pretty shy at first, but now they are excited about it and doing well. They are still working on the very basics - standing, jumping and balancing on one foot, forward rolls, banana and star jumps (their favorite), the beginnings of cartwheels, etc. - but they have gotten better (at listening and staying in line, too - but they still struggle with the line thing) every time. Katie told me today that she loves the Y because she gets to swim there in the "whale pool" and go to Tumbling Tots! Just a couple of weeks ago, they had to be coerced into the room and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt; had to hide out of sight, and now we have to make up elaborate explanations for why we have to go to school before we go to class because they just can't wait to get there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their classroom has big open windows and Katie is such a ham when she can see us watching and constantly looks at us and waves or acts up. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; different than watching her on the closed circuit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; at dance class when she doesn't know I can see her - she is a completely different child! At dance class she is careful to stay where she is told, listens to the teacher intently and tries hard to figure everything out - at the tumbling class she skips in line, only does the parts that she likes, and runs over to the window to wave and preen the entire time. It might have something to do with the time of day, but more likely it is just the same strange behavior that means they are on their best behavior around everyone but me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stretching at the beginning of class!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659823081394295170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hpimTy8z8ac/Tou7GwIQUYI/AAAAAAAACPE/n1VTHgNlerk/s320/TT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler is still working hard to learn his alphabet. He has learned to spell his name - for the longest time he insisted that it was T - I- L - E - R and that it couldn't be Y because that makes a different sound (he is learning the sounds letters make). Tonight at bedtime he told a pretty shocked Lance (because it is a car game on the way to and from school to talk about what letters we see on signs and what sounds they make and what other words start with what letter, so Lance had no clue that he has been asking about his name and the letters) how to spell his name and he finally said Y instead of I! He almost has Katie's too (and Katie is getting there), but he gets caught up in telling me that they both have a T in their names for Tyler. Our discussion this morning really opened my eyes to how difficult it is to learn the English language. He was telling me what people's names start with and said So-So started with a C. I told him that it was actually "s" like snake (one that he knows) and he said "no, C like cereal." Ugh - I don't really know what to do with that one! I just thought of other S words and C words like cat and car (although he asked me why those weren't K) and he seemed to accept it, but also looked at me kind of like he was just humoring me! I might need to read up on teaching reading and literacy to preschoolers, because I have definitely confused myself lately trying to figure out how to explain the rules and how best to introduce a three year old to phonics!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-8883656346388014939?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Katie is doing it with clothes and I am trying very hard to let it roll off my back. She is back into a dress stage - and she cannot be convinced that it is too cold to wear the ones we have since we don't yet have long-sleeved ones or tights. I am trying to pull the trigger on the 48 hour sale for 30% off at Old Navy/Gap since they have some ones that look like they will be easy to play in and cute and comfy, BUT with Miss Independent I have know way of knowing if I am purchasing something that she will deem worthy to wear (and the sale is only online so I can't take her to find out even though she LOVES shopping). She insists on picking out what she is wearing for the day and never thinks that the first shoes I pick for her are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appropriate&lt;/span&gt; (I need to learn from that and offer the ones I really want her to wear 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;). She doesn't do too bad, because she is starting to pick up on matching and does seem to have some fashion sense already (probably better than mine), but the shoe thing is a debacle. She always wants to wear ones that are not quite right (black patent leather to the playground, pink sparkles a size too big to school, brown platform almost heels that I have no idea where she got), and I always end up letting her because it isn't worth the fight! Her feet have finally grown, though, so I need to go behind her back and pack up all the ones that don't fit since those are the ones she usually wants to wear, even telling me that "they only hurt a little bit mama - it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;." Lance is appalled that she doesn't seem to care if she gets a blister and I have tried to tell him that it is not surprising that our little girlie girl already understands that sometimes you have to suffer for beauty :). I have to pick up a pair or two of shoes for her for fall/winter and I think I am going to try to find them as neutral as possible that will still be worn by my little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fashionista&lt;/span&gt; so we don't have as much clashing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler's opinionated streak doesn't have much to do with what he wears (he could care less other than, against Lance's wishes, when he insists on wearing nail polish like Katie), but if he thinks something is correct he cannot be convinced otherwise. He is starting to recognize letters and tells me what words start with what letter and if he is incorrect and I try to tell him that his name has a "y" not an "i" for instance, he says "actually mom, it is an I - it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; you got confused." He has definite ideas of how exactly he wants to build his blocks, put his puzzles together, or be read to as well and he will let you know what way he prefers! He is still getting so frustrated, and is whining a lot (but much better now that he isn't on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prednisone&lt;/span&gt;) and we have yet to find anything that gets him to calm down or tell us what is wrong. Lance says that he was like that, too, and that the best thing we can do for him his to teach him to take deep breaths, keep trying, or walk away to calm down if it is too overwhelming so we are upping our efforts to really enforce time-out anytime he has a meltdown to give him the opportunity to learn both that the behavior will not be tolerated and that there is a better way to handle frustration. It is a bit touchy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;feely&lt;/span&gt;, new-age parent who thinks their kids deserve explanations (which is so not me)- but there has been a bit of progress so we are sticking with it for now. The allergy medicine seems to really be helping him, too and hopefully if we can get that under control he will have less breathing issues and no need for the rage inducing steroids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids spent Saturday night with Ray-Ray and So-So (and we are so thankful), while Lance and I went out to celebrate his birthday so we didn't have much on the agenda for the weekend other than the usual dance class for Katie. We had a good time, though, playing in the backyard with the beautiful Fall-like weather and of course, watching Tyler put puzzles together (he is still obsessed). Next weekend I either want to go to Gentry Farms or I want to try out a new place I heard about in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chapmansboro&lt;/span&gt; that has all the same things as Gentry, but also has inflatables and a little train. Lance has to work, though, and I always get lost trying to find new places (still, after living here for many more years than when I was driving in Florida) so we will probably end up where I know! Either way, I hope to have pictures of our Fall fun next time I post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-4476426298678053004?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It is sneakily expensive considering getting in the gate isn't that bad, but we had a great time. The kids wanted to ride every ride but they weren't tall enough to make a wristband worth it (although $5 apiece for any of the games, and $5 for tickets for one ride means it makes a lot of sense if they were just a little bit bigger). They did get to ride the cars and thought it was so fun. We got Tyler out of his seat when the ride was over and he very calmly walked back, climbed back in and buckled himself up when he decided that he wanted to do it again. The only thing that distracted Katie was her desire for a "lollipop," which I finally figured out was a candy apple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, thanks to our awesome sitters Tommy and Ashley and Liz (in shifts), Lance and I got to go to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandy&lt;/span&gt; game to see a win over Ole Miss. We had a great time and are very thankful for the help watching the kids! It will probably get a little cooler soon and we can take them out with us to enjoy the bouncy houses they have set up in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Vandyville&lt;/span&gt;. It would have been impossible today - I took Katie to dance class and we were rushing to get home and get back in time for the early game. Dance class is a huge hit - she is loving it more and more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;. They are also doing a tumbling class at the Y, and with the exception of getting in trouble for wanting to do everything at the same time when they are supposed to wait in line, they are doing great. They have made people watching through the big open windows melt with how sweet they are to each other in the class - I don't know if it is trying to comfort each other in a scary situation, or because they are separated in class now, but they walk around the class holding hands and trying to help each other learn the moves, and twice they have given each other the sweetest hug seemingly out of the blue. Tomorrow I am going to take them to Fall Fest and will try to remember the camera so we can get better pictures than these taken with the camera phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie (on the wrong side of the car) chose the right color and was having a ball waving and smiling &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; she went by us! Tyler was the first one in to his choice (orange matchbox looking car, of course) but for some reason sat in the backseat and he didn't really notice us - he was just intent on beeping his horn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653499773932468946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uwUGfaMQqe4/TnVEF0L--tI/AAAAAAAACMQ/-mqktRcq-2M/s320/fair.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653500467574097698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-56aW8j39fDY/TnVEuMNCRyI/AAAAAAAACMY/SFtA-fESlkg/s320/fair2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-433531789624432925?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Lance and I, of course, were nervous &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nellies&lt;/span&gt; since we were listening to every parent come in there and say their child had a fever of 103 all weekend, this one has been vomiting, etc., etc. and the kids they were talking about were running around touching everything and trying to play with K&amp;amp;T. I really wish there was a separate waiting area for sick and well kids. I think they tried to get the sick ones out of there quick, but I was really a bit annoyed at the parents who were just letting their children play with the other children even though they were there because they thought their child's illness was bad enough for a doctor visit! Here's hoping we didn't pick up anything - although I did while at a wedding this weekend in Indiana (big, big thank you to So-So and Ray-Ray for watching the kids for us again) so if they do get sick I won't know if it is my fault or the doctor visit (where they always seem to pick up something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they got a good check-up report. I find it very hard to believe since Tyler seems so much heavier than Katie, but they were only a pound apart - Tyler at 31 pounds and Katie at 30. Katie is 3 feet tall, and Tyler has her by one inch at 3 foot, 1 inch. They are both in about the 50&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; percentile for weight, and 25&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; for length. Katie's little head is almost a full inch smaller than Tyler's - I guess it goes along with her teeny tiny feet that have just now grown to a size toddler 6. I think we are going to have to pick up some wide shoes for Sweet T since they have grown a bit in length (he is in an 8/9 I think) but seem to just keep getting wider and wider :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Tyler, during the course of the regular check-up the doctor said that little man was wheezing pretty bad. I didn't even notice, especially since the coughing has subsided somewhat since his very slight cold (or maybe weather change) the last week or so. We have been giving him breathing treatments periodically to try to curb the coughing, but didn't notice any retracting or wheezing. Our doctor, though, wants him back on the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;albuterol&lt;/span&gt; every four hours, wants him to take &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;prednisone&lt;/span&gt; (yuck, yuck - that is what makes him so angry and irritable) for a week, and then wants to see him back in 7 days. When we do go back we are going to get a child inhaler/spacer device with mask that should be a little quicker to use for Tyler, and talk again about putting him on something daily preventative. I had hoped he would grow out of the asthma stuff, but it seems like it is something he will have to deal with for a while :(. I really want to get him in to see an allergist to see if there are any triggers that we can minimize, and I am glad that we are sitting down with the doctor after this course of treatment and devising a plan going forward of how we are going to deal with it, what we need to be on the look-out for, etc. My crappy, no co-pay insurance is going to take a beating again this winter it seems, and we have to add dental appointments into the mix now for these two big kids! BUT, we are pretty much done with diapers/pull-ups in the day and getting there at least with Tyler at night, and since they are still pretty short a lot of their pants and jeans from last year will still fit so that's good news! Still, if you know of anyone looking to buy or sell real estate in TN please send them Lance's way :)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4519533250138929172-6012131029533688230?l=fossicktwins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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