What is worse than 1 baby wanting to play at 4 a.m.? Yep, that would be 2 babies! This morning they BOTH woke up at 4:00 to be fed and after they ate they wanted to be all cute and play with their mama. I guess they mistook my sleep-filled-one eye-open-frown as a huge smile. Every time they would look at me they would laugh and coo. Who can resist that? Not me. So after I woke them up even more by lauging back and making my own little cooing sounds, when I wrapped them back up and laid them down they continued to talk and coo. And who can sleep through those sweet noises? Not me. Not even when I feel like a truck has ran over me. So after laying there for a good 20 minutes they finally fell back asleep. At which time my stomach started to growl and I knew that would keep me up even longer so I reluctantly got up and ate a huge bowl of Captain Crunch! (at 5:30 a.m.) Yes, I know that's how NOT to loose post-pregnancy pounds, but what can I say. At this point in my life I would rather be well rested (ha) than super skinny. Well, maybe!!

Above are the twins napping at Grandaddy-n-Nonie's and James scooted all the way up until his head was almost touching Audrey's.

Below are me and all the grandkids with my delish b-day cake that Nelda made me. However, I only got 1 piece out of it and it was gone by the next morning. Uhm, me thinks me is related to a bunch of hawgs. And they were all supposed to be on diets. HA!

Audrey's head is not as big as James' so her sunglasses don't stay on as well. And they make her look a little bug-eyed. She prefers to wear just her hat!