We survived--I was surprised!

We're so glad when Daddy comes home from work each night, so when he was on a four-day trip to southern California last week we were really put to the test. It was a true test of patience for the whole gang, but we made it through. And we're thankful he won't have to do that again for awhile.
While he was gone we survived by eating chocolate in a variety of forms, by going on lots and lots of walks, and by looking for reasons to laugh at things like this:
J figured out on the first day of D's trip that I couldn't restrain laughter when he'd put on the babies' chicken costumes. Eventually transformed the simple costume into an entire line of disguises with endless possibilities. Here he is as the "firefighting chicken." Also popular are "coach chicken", "mailchicken", and "missionary chicken."

All that eating, walking, and laughing sure does wear us out--we were ready for him to walk through the door after four days of surviving without him.

And onto present cuteness. My friend Lisa suggested that I give the twins playtime in the bathtub with towel and a few inches of water. I snapped a few photos of their first splash session together.