Are really, really tiring. Lately, I've been falling asleep during their nap out of sheer defeated exhaustion. But not today, dear people, today I have uploaded eleventy bajillion photos instead. And now I'm staring at my screen, totally unable to think of a coherent sentence to describe any of it. There are quite a few more 'oh no, it's time for bed, haven't taken a picture yet' pictures in here than there have been in previous months. That's mostly because the days have felt a lot more intense and difficult lately than they used to be, and I'm spending less time capturing it because frankly, I'm too busy tearing my hair out. And yes, I'm sure you needed to know that. Mostly, they're a waste of pixels but I've left them in because project 365 means project 365, dagnabbit!
In case anybody cares, the thing that is driving me around the bend is feeding. I mean eating. Actually I no longer have any idea what I mean - what I mean is the process whereby the children ingest calories in some form or other and end up not starving themselves . Which always sounded really simple, until one of them (Baby I! I'm talking about you!) decided that eating is for sissies and he'd rather not, thank you. Low point was Wednesday when baby I was perfecting his new feeding scream of death. It's high, scratchy and then rapidly drops in pitch and volume - it sounds for all the world like he is being pushed off a cliff. I keep expecting to hear a splash at the end, or at the very least the ring of the doorbell because the neighbours have finally called social services on us. This scream comes out whenever I put a spoonful of food near him - not forcing him to eat it, just offering it to him. And then there are tears. And I know he must be hungry, and it's food he's eaten before, but it's just tears and screaming. Reading that, it doesnt' sound like too big a deal - nothing a bit of friendly feeding advice wouldn't sort out. (But please don't. Seriously - don't). But gaaah, in the middle of it it feels like a very big deal indeed.
So anyway. That's why I'm feeling a bit fragile. Here are the photos.
Despite these outfits, we are often asked 'is it two boys ?' I'm thinking that if it's two boys, we don't like one of them very much.
This was a good day.
(So was this one)
Oh, I wish that
I had a spoon.
Now, I have the object of my desire. And yet it seems that happiness still eludes me.
ice cubes! (just in case you thought she was eating plastic)
looking at this boy's arrangement of chins, it's hard to believe that he's on hunger strike. But he is. Oh, yes, he is. How can someone so adorable be so utterly frustrating? It's the question of the ages.
mummy, this is what I think of your dancing.
I got a wide angle lens for my birthday. I really like it.
I don't want him ever, ever to grow out of doing this. It almost makes up for the hunger strike. Almost.
Trial run of birthday cupcakes (yes! They're baked in the cone!)
BIRTHDAY!!!!
BIRTHDAY FISHFACE!
(The photos that follow are all from their birthday gathering on the day after their party. I have indulged myself with quite a few, because hey, you only turn one once).
here they are again (a different batch - we finished that first batch in about 2 days)
and here are two more batches of a different flavour (passionfruit and marshmallow - tasty but unattractive)
baby boy discovers cake icing. He hasn't looked back. It's the exception to the hunger strike. He's flopped forward to be at one with the icing.
Could their birthday outfits (all the way from Texas!!) be any cuter?
one of her smiling
and one of me smiling, which adds up to one good photo
grandparents holding two very sugary children
back to normal life.
you had me at hello
Finally, a grown up night out! So Holly and I went to see Toy Story 3.
gosh, can you tell that this is one of those end of the day photos I was talking about?
perhaps, mummy, perhaps.
(I got most of this together and have only just got around to posting it. Hopefully the august photos will follow quite quickly!)
Who is the fairest one of all? 
no! It could be contaminated! 
I thought I already WAS working it!
danger of imminent starvation temporarily averted
I thought you said this was going to be fun. 
now THAT's a head of hair
baby I with our neighbour
you can try to blind me with your death ray, but I will not lose my iron grip
yo.
My wildlife photography experience finally comes in handy.
quick.... I'll cover the entrances. You take sector 12.
all non-essential agents, evacuate immediately! They're multiplying! 
sadly, she had to throw this one back
Take my hand! I've found a gap in the force field!
vaccinations. Ouch.
.... and that's when the hovercraft beamed me up and I met Elvis.
I can see the humanoids approaching. We do'nt have a second to lose.
we just have this one chance of escape
There are very few supplies left. We'll have to be very cautious.
It's big, but I think we've rendered it harmless
Mission successful. All the prisoners are accounted for and we have neutralised their contaminants. Over and out.
