Bean,  Marriage Confessions,  Parenting,  Suburbia

Baby-Palooza

July 25, 2009 /

Yesterday my good friend, Sarah, and I loaded Beanie and Sarah’s daughter, Emma, in the car and headed out for N’ Joy-zee (read: New Jersery). What could possibly be cute enough to drag two young moms, a 7 week old stud muffin, and a 3 1/2 year old princess out of their Connecticut suburbs?

Get a load of these babies…

That’s right.   Twins!   My friends Alison and Ben had twin girls just a couple weeks after Beanie was born.   I’m convinced he should have a shot with at least ONE of them.   But which one?

How about Samantha?

Oh, yes.   Samantha is the one for Beanie.   She’s the tinier of the two tots and she is just lovely.   Look at those eyes.   They make me melt like butta’ (read: butter).   And she’s got the softest little bald head.   I must have rubbed it a thousand times during our visit.   I think it was actually shinier by the time I left.   Yes, she is definitely the one for Beanie.

But wait!   What about McKayla?

McKayla is definitely the one for Beanie.   She’s the bigger of the pint-sized ladies.   And look at those lips.   (“Good for kissin’!” says Beanie.   Don’t worry.   I washed his mouth out with soap.)   McKayla was totally laid back during our visit.   I think she’s going to be scholarly.   She looks like a smarty pants.   Poor Beanie.   He may not stand a chance with a smarty pants.

Such beautiful girls – why should Beanie have to choose?   WE’LL TAKE ‘EM BOTH!   Like little bity bookends!

Beanie is very excited about twin ladies.   He pumped his fists and yelled, “I love the ladies!!”   (I had to wash his mouth out with soap again.)

Thankfully, Sarah’s 3 1/2 year old daughter, Emma, was there to save the girls from Beanie’s bad boy ways.   Emma was the perfect chaperone.

All these girls in one place made Beanie nervous.   He had to bring a lot of testosterone to the table to balance things out.

But the girls didn’t make me nervous.   No, sir.   They made my ovaries chant.   “WE WANT A GIRL!   WE WANT A GIRL!”   And then I threatened to never watch another Johnny Depp movie again and my ovaries shut right up.   That’ll teach ’em.

Oh, but then my friend Sarah held up this tiny bathing suit:

And then I stumbled into this closet full of tiny pink clothes:

And before I knew it, I was marching around the twin’s house chanting, “I WANT A GIRL!   I WANT A GIRL!”   And that’s when my friend Sarah clubbed me over the head with a Diaper Genie, dragged me out to the car, and made me leave.   I’m sure if Chris were around, he would have thanked Sarah for intervening.

Thanks to Momma Alison for letting us drool over her two beauties today!!

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