Schaefer's Crazy World

At this point in our lives, we're in the thick of it.  Michael goes to work.  He works and he works some more.  I barely get dressed in a day, but I work too.  Feeding, showering, dressing, holding, consoling, teaching, time-outing, cleaning, and so on all to be repeated multiple times a day.  With my two adorable handfuls, its near an impossible task to get myself and the kids out of the house by noon.  No exaggeration.  Is that normal?  I don't know.  But we have two beautiful, happy children.  Avery has quite a personality.  He loves playing with monster trucks and pretending to be a dinosaur. He has started to have fears and occasional nightmares.  Today, the first two minutes of a tivo-ed Polar Express terrified him so bad he ran out of the room screaming.  And he cried and cried when I unwittingly pretended to take his ear off.  And he didn't want it back on.  No, he just wanted to hold it in his cupped hand.  Having mentioned tivo, once you go there, you never go back.  Avery watches the same Caillou episodes and Disney movies again and again with a push of a button.  And on the occasion we (the adults) get to watch something, we can pause and rewind as needed.  No parent should live without it.  Just thinking of it makes me breathe a sigh of relief.  Quincy is as sweet as can be.  She was born with two teeth.  Crazy!  She recently discovered her sweet little tongue and sticks it out regularly.  She also recently learned a mediocre crawl.  Quincy seems to have two passions:  attention from adults and food.  Not the liquid gold that I provide, but everyday food (diced and mashed of course).  I might actually be able to wean her before kindergarden.   So life for Mike and I basically revolves around catering for two young ones.  We wouldn't change a thing, except we might ask for an occasional nap.  Or we might like to sleep through a night (since its been 2+ years without).  Or me might like some alone time.  Maybe we'd get a maid.  Or maybe we'd buy a second car and a house (not poor, just seriously frugal).  Okay, so I suppose we would change a thing or two, but as is in our crazy world, the Schaefer home is one happy place to be.