This post is only an excuse for me to post pictures of the babies

All wiped out after the photo shoot. Breast feeding takes a lot of energy, yo!

Well, we had our photo shoot for Baby Talk Magazine - look for topless photos of me breast feeding this August! I think that the photos were considerably more discrete than that description indicates... but you get the idea.

Aside from all these photo shoots, you may wonder what a person can do all day with eight-week old twins. And the answer is...

Not a whole lot.

But I try to make the most of the limited things that we can do. For instance, we walk up to Fort Tryon Park quite a lot, where they have both a 'Heather Garden' and 'Allison's Walk'. Of course I think of you!

It's me! With the boys! Walking my walk!

In the interest of developing the twin's future literacy, we are currently reading The Hungry Caterpillar. Every day. Sometimes twice. It is the only book, so far, that I could get them to focus on, and they actually seem to enjoy it.

I have also introduced them to a couple of little toys, which will hopefully be their little buddies. Max got the dragon who makes a silly growling noise and Thomas got a bird who tweets. They don't pay much attention to their buddies yet, but I figure with enough of me waving them in front of their faces, they'll eventually notice them.

Tweet!Tweet! Yes, I am a bad Mummy and Thomas scratched his face.

Grrrr!

But, really, most of the day is spent pooping (the boys are very vocal poopers), passing gas (ditto), snoozing and eating. And growing. They seem to be doing a lot of growing.

Thomas is probably napping and pooping at the same time, he's talented like that

Oh, and I kiss them. A lot. All over their faces. Because I am their mom and I can. And, more importantly, they can't tell me to stop yet.

Honestly, could you resist kissing that Max's face?
One word. Yum.
He has breath that smells like peaches.