Crackers

Time's flying by. The twins are getting bigger and smarter every minute.

Last weekend, Adam got his first haircut. We saved some of his hair in an envelope, so in ten years we can open it up and say, "Why the heck did we save this?" Seemed like the right thing to do.

Earlier, Tessa had gotten her ears pierced. I wasn't really happy the Missus took my beautiful baby daughter to the Mall to get mutilated, but she said it was a tradition in her family and outvoted me. Sometimes families are not democracies.

The kids are getting more vocal all the time. This isn't always good, since they scream a lot. Especially Tessa. The Missus says it's her Spanish heritage coming out. They both have learned the word "cracker" which they use when they want a Graham cracker or a saltine. It is very cute to hear them talking in English. It's funny that they are learning English words for food first, just like most of the Spanish words that I know are about food.

We had a nice peaceful weekend. We took the kids to the mall which they enjoyed very much. Adam managed to fall and bump his forehead on a chair when we got home. He's okay, but he's got a bump the size of a cherry on right between his eyebrows, poor little guy.

I'd type some more and post some pictures, but the kids are screaming and the Missus is screaming--for me. Got to go.