One Month

The babies turned one month last Sunday, and we had carrot cake to celebrate, eaten by everyone but the twins, of course.  Hugo seems to believe a more appropriate way to celebrate is by leaving little love offerings right next to whichever twin he can access (pictured with Clara, above).  Because babies love playing with trucks, of course!  

At one month Clara and Dorothy are following voices so closely with their eyes, love to admire lights or bright windows, and are so incredibly happy when being held by someone (but not when they are both being held by the same person.  How they can tell, I don't know, those clever little babies).  We can start to sense them developing their own personalities and preferences, ever so subtly.  Not enough to quantify just yet.

I have been back in the kitchen cooking meals, experimenting with anything that I can easily start in the morning (or the night before).  Ham is one of those things that seems oddly festive, and is extremely pragmatic.  From one ham I can make two dinners, plus two dinners of a ham based soup-- and I can start it in the early afternoon.  Does anyone have a favorite slow cooker cookbook and/or recipe?  I have a feeling it's going to be a winter of slow cooker meals.

The babies have had a couple of grumpy days this week, which let me tell you is hard!  Enough to tire you out, that's for sure.  And yet in the evening, when the house is quiet and the babies are sleeping, I find myself looking at pictures of them because I miss their sweet little faces.  Love is such a funny thing.