A Day At The Beach

Summers in San Francisco don't surface until September or October. Summer is here and we are enjoying a pleasant 80-82 degree day and nice cool nights of 60 degrees. Our mini heat waves only last a week so you have to get in all the fun summer activities within this week time frame.

This week we hit the beach! And best of all, I can load both babies in the stroller and be there within minutes. I'm so lucky to live in the best area of SF. Myla and Milan weren't too sure about the sand but there in nothing they won't do for a couple of Cheerios. They sat on their towels, ate Cheerios and enjoyed the view.

Nothing Better

It doesn't get better than this.

Myla and Milan are 1!

I remember the day Myla and Milan were born like it was yesterday. It was by far one of the best and happiest days of my life. I love to replay their birth in my mind and wish so badly I could remember everything. How they smelled, the sound of their newborn cry, how tiny they felt in my arms. If I could only turn back time, I would do it all over again.

Myla and Milan's birthday started like all others with the exception of gifts and birthday cards on the breakfast table. A tradition my Mom held true for all four kids and one I've started for my own. It was such fun waking the morning of your birthday to find gifts.

Now that the girls are officially toddlers, our family activities are much more exciting. On their actual birthday, John and I took the girls to Golden Gate Park to ride a carousel and then to play on the swings at the playground. It was such a great day and yes I cried most of the day at the thought of no longer having newborns (yes, I'm insane).

Catching Up

I feel like I'm playing catch up on most days, everyday is more like it. And yes, I've said it before, I'm the world's worst blogger. So this entry is all about getting caught up.

Happy 1st Father's Day to John!

His day started off with breakfast in bed. Even the girls joined in on the fun.

Soon after Father's Day, Myla and Milan's two bottom teeth were fully visible. On this particular day, they were more interested in my paper sign than posing for a picture.

Everyday the babes are becoming more and more mobile. I use to be able to leave them in one spot with toys and know they'd be in the same spot when I came back. Gone are those days! I had a good laugh and scare when on one day I came back to their room only to find just Myla. As I called Milan, she came out from under her crib. Luckily, I was able to catch a photo of what had transpired.

This post only catches me up to late June. I have so much more to report on but such little time and energy. More to come very soon!

First Finger Food

Technology has made it possible for me to document everything about Myla and Milan. So here are super cute photos of my cuties eating their first finger foods, zwieback toast.

I'm not sure why I had their tops off this day, maybe because I spend hours at the washing machine scrubbing out sweet potatoes, carrots and whatever other goodies they manage to get on themselves.

Myla liking her zwieback toast.

Milan liking her toast too!

First wine tasting and swim

Over Memorial Day weekend we took the girls and Max, our dog to Sonoma. This was kind of a test vacation to see how the girls would do on the road. I'm proud to report that the girls and Max are stellar travelers. They slept the whole night through in pak n play cribs and sat through three 2 hour dinners!

The girls had a blast swimming in the pool and even got into the wine tasting experience. We can't wait to do it again!

Finally, A new post

It's no secret that I'm horrible at updating the blog. I've gotten so much slack from family and friends that as tired as I am this evening, I decided to post some thoughts and photos.

It's sounds cliche to say, but time has flown. Myla and Milan are 9 months now and it seems that putting away clothes that doesn't fit anymore is a weekly occurrence.

Everyday the girls do something new. As of late, Myla rolls over on her tummy, props herself up on her hands and manages to get her head high enough to see over the crib bumper. When I put her down for a nap, I literally have to crawl out of the room on my hands and knees so that she can't see me. If she does see me she cries.

Milan has discovered her voice and she loves to let out BIG screams. We try not to laugh but it's so hard when we look over and she is grinning from ear to ear. We are constantly telling her to use her nice voice but she'd much rather scream. I don't blame her.