<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	>

<channel>
	<title>Hold Yer Horses! &#187; Playtime</title>
	<atom:link href="http://twins.herringweb.net/category/playtime/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://twins.herringweb.net</link>
	<description>The Great Adventures of Nora and Tessa</description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 14:23:37 +0000</pubDate>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.3</generator>
	<language>en</language>
			<item>
		<title>I Just Called&#8230;To Say&#8230;I LUV you.</title>
		<link>http://twins.herringweb.net/2008/06/13/i-just-calledto-sayi-luv-you/</link>
		<comments>http://twins.herringweb.net/2008/06/13/i-just-calledto-sayi-luv-you/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 18:10:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Playtime]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://twins.herringweb.net/2008/06/13/i-just-calledto-sayi-luv-you/</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[About once a week our daycare provider, Barb, calls me to say that theÂ girls have brought her the phone (not sure how theyÂ are getting the phone, but whatever) andÂ they are asking to talk to me.Â  It makes my day, every single time.
Â Â 


Here&#8217;s the sum of our conversation:

Me: &#8220;Hello?&#8221;
Nora: &#8220;HI MOMMY!&#8221;
Me: &#8220;Hi baby.Â  How are you?&#8221;
Nora: [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">About once a week our daycare provider, Barb, calls me to say that theÂ girls have brought her the phone (not sure how theyÂ are getting the phone, but whatever) andÂ they are asking to talk to me.Â  It makes my day, every single time.</font></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><font color="#000000"><span class="699405617-13062008">Â </span><span class="699405617-13062008">Â </p>
<p style="text-align: center"><img width="268" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db32b3127ccec44f026b20fe00000015101IYuW7dyzYg9vPhg" height="400" /></p>
<p></span></font></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Here&#8217;s the sum of our conversation:</font></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Me: &#8220;Hello?&#8221;</font></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Nora: &#8220;HI MOMMY!&#8221;</font></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Me: &#8220;Hi baby.Â  How are you?&#8221;</font></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Nora: &#8220;FINE!&#8221;</font></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Me: &#8220;What are you doing?&#8221;</font></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Nora: &#8220;PLAY.Â  SNACK.&#8221;</font></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Me: &#8220;Are you having fun?&#8221;</font></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Nora: &#8220;LUV YOU!&#8221;</font></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">Me: &#8220;I love you, too, baby.Â  Let me talk to Tess.&#8221;</font></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial"></p>
<p style="text-align: center"><img width="480" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db32b3127ccec44f4067a1e300000016101IYuW7dyzYg9vPhg" height="321" /></p>
<p></font></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#000000" face="Arial">The same conversation ensues with Tessa except there is a lot more button pushing and beeping in my ear.Â  </font></span></span></span></span><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" color="#0000ff" face="Arial"><font color="#000000">They both conclude by screaming &#8220;BYE BYE!&#8221; and then actually kissing <em>and hugging </em>the phone. Each.</font>Â  </font></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"></p>
<p style="text-align: center"><img width="268" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db35b3127ccec44882158a2900000015101IYuW7dyzYg9vPhg" height="400" /></p>
<p></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><font size="2" face="Arial">I am the luckiest person in the world.</font></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" dir="ltr"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"><span class="699405617-13062008"></span></span></span></span></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://twins.herringweb.net/2008/06/13/i-just-calledto-sayi-luv-you/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>$0.99 Worth of Fun</title>
		<link>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/11/13/099-worth-of-fun/</link>
		<comments>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/11/13/099-worth-of-fun/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Nov 2007 14:31:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Playtime]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://twins.herringweb.net/?p=349</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[There are some neat toys out there.Â  I can see how parents get caught up in the excitement of toys for their kids.Â  It&#8217;s so exciting to see your own children so amazed and wrapped up in all the neat toys and games and STUFF that is available.Â Â It&#8217;s so fun to watch the girls play [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There are some neat toys out there.Â  I can see how parents get caught up in the excitement of toys for their kids.Â  It&#8217;s so exciting to see your own children so amazed and wrapped up in all the neat toys and games and STUFF that is available.Â Â It&#8217;s so fun to watch the girls play and play and play.Â  They do some amazing stuff, too, by making up their own games, imitating us in the kitchen, and working all the flips, switches andÂ buttons on the toys that are constantly scattered across ourÂ family roomÂ floor.</p>
<p>I would have to say, though, of all the toys we&#8217;ve bought for the girls, the toy that is the most fun&#8211;hands down&#8211;is the beach ball.</p>
<p>When the beach ball comes out&#8230;(Nora in blue, Tess in pink)</p>
<p><img width="480" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce02b3127ccebf5a2a81f32100000026101IYuW7dyzYi" height="321" /></p>
<p>It is GAME ON, BABY!</p>
<p><img width="480" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce02b3127ccebf5a2afc726c00000026101IYuW7dyzYi" height="321" /></p>
<p>SMACKDOWN!</p>
<p><img width="480" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce02b3127ccebf5a2966b35f00000026101IYuW7dyzYi" height="321" /></p>
<p>We need to get some video on the intensity and hilarity of theÂ beach ballÂ chase.Â  The girls get a hold of the beach ball and they start bouncing off the walls and floor and EACH OTHER&#8211;just like balls in a pinball machine&#8211;and they laugh and laugh and laugh hysterically.Â  Apparently, the goal of the game is to do a total face smackdown into the ball and bounce right off the top.Â  There have been a few close calls, I have to admit, and the thought of padding the walls of the family room have come to mind&#8230;Â  But the beach ball chase is just so much fun (and such a great way to burn some energy) that we have to break it out every so often.Â  And it only cost $0.99.</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t touch my beach ball, baby&#8230;</p>
<p><img width="268" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce02b3127ccebf5a1127323200000025101IYuW7dyzYi" height="400" /></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/11/13/099-worth-of-fun/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Toes</title>
		<link>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/10/31/toes/</link>
		<comments>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/10/31/toes/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 13:15:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Playtime]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://twins.herringweb.net/?p=343</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I love this video Chad shot with his camera phone.

I&#8217;m not good at embedding so I&#8217;ll attach the link as well:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUeKJYgsBQM
Here, the girls are home with Daddy and he turns on the music&#8211;their favorite song &#8220;Toes&#8221;.  What I love the most about this video is not just the sweet dancing that&#8217;s going on but [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love this video Chad shot with his camera phone.</p>
<p><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fUeKJYgsBQM&#038;rel=1"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fUeKJYgsBQM&#038;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br />
I&#8217;m not good at embedding so I&#8217;ll attach the link as well:<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUeKJYgsBQM">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fUeKJYgsBQM</a></p>
<p>Here, the girls are home with Daddy and he turns on the music&#8211;their favorite song &#8220;Toes&#8221;.  What I love the most about this video is not just the sweet dancing that&#8217;s going on but how the girls connect in different ways with the music.</p>
<p>Tessa (in green) goes to get the rattles to dance to the music which is demonstrating her connection of the rattles to the music.  And she starts dancing and bopping around the room with her rattles.  How appropriate to get out the rattles to shake to the music&#8211;which Tessa vigorously engages in.</p>
<p>Nora (in pink), however, goes to get the pink capes.  The capes are actually just blankets that we put on the girls (like capes) and then we fly around the room and sing.  The girls love to wear the capes.  She first hands one to Tessa.  <em>Sharing</em>.  <em>Helping</em>.  <em>Engaging</em>.  Tessa, however, is busy with her rattles, but Nora <em>insists</em> that Tessa takes the cape, which she balances in her mouth for a short time before it falls to the ground again.  Nora then takes her cape to Daddy so he can help her put it on her back.  You can hear her say, &#8220;Dad&#8221; before the sharp &#8220;uuuuh!&#8221;&#8211;the insistence that Daddy is not moving fast enough to put the cape on her.  Then you see her swaying and &#8220;flapping&#8221; along with the music.  Once Nora has her cape situated (and Tessa&#8217;s cape falls off) you see Tessa decide that she too wants to wear a cape like Nora and begins to petition Daddy for his help.  But the video has to be put down to accommodate the &#8220;cape maintenance&#8221; responsibilities of Daddy.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m not sure why Nora connects the capes with the singing and dancing, although we do sing and coo when we wear our capes.  I think she is initially prompted to go over to the toys (and capes) when she sees Tessa go over there to grab the rattles.  This is an example of the &#8220;herding&#8221; that I see with the girls.  We call it &#8220;monkey see, monkey do&#8221; around the house.  It reminds me of the part in Jurassic Park with the dinosaurs are running in the field and run as a pack, a herd, following each other wherever the leader is leading them.</p>
<p>Anyway, I think this video is fascinating.  And not too bad for a camera phone.</p>
<p>They&#8217;re not babies anymore&#8230;it makes me both happy and sad.</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/10/31/toes/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Tunnel Vision</title>
		<link>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/10/25/tunnel-vision/</link>
		<comments>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/10/25/tunnel-vision/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 12:20:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Playtime]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://twins.herringweb.net/?p=341</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Nora is far&#8230;

Tessa is near&#8230;

We could spend hours in our tunnel.Â  We chase each other round and round and round in the tunnel.Â  Sometimes daddy sticks the tunnel on his head and it looks like he got eaten by a giant rainbow worm!Â  So funny.Â 
]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nora is far&#8230;</p>
<p><img width="480" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce02b3127ccebf5ad955322400000026101IYuW7dyzYi" height="321" /></p>
<p>Tessa is near&#8230;</p>
<p><img width="480" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b7ce02b3127ccebf5ad94ab30b00000026101IYuW7dyzYi" height="321" /></p>
<p>We could spend hours in our tunnel.Â  We chase each other round and round and round in the tunnel.Â  Sometimes daddy sticks the tunnel on his head and it looks like he got eaten by a giant rainbow worm!Â  So funny.Â </p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/10/25/tunnel-vision/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Playtime at the Playplace</title>
		<link>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/04/03/playtime-at-the-playplace/</link>
		<comments>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/04/03/playtime-at-the-playplace/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Apr 2007 14:10:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Mommy</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Playtime]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://twins.herringweb.net/?p=146</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[A lot ofÂ people ask me if the girls recognize each other and play together.Â  Do they ever.Â  Well, I suppose you could call it &#8220;playing&#8221;.Â  It&#8217;s more like this&#8230;
Hello, Nora and Tessa.Â  How&#8217;s it going?Â  Looks like you two are playing together.

Yes, mom.Â  We each have a toy to chew on.Â  It&#8217;s great fun.Â  We [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A lot ofÂ people ask me if the girls recognize each other and play together.Â  Do they ever.Â  Well, I suppose you could call it &#8220;playing&#8221;.Â  It&#8217;s more like this&#8230;</p>
<p>Hello, Nora and Tessa.Â  How&#8217;s it going?Â  Looks like you two are playing together.</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-1.bmp" title="play-1.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-1.bmp" alt="play-1.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Yes, mom.Â  We each have a toy to chew on.Â  It&#8217;s great fun.Â  We love toys.</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-2.bmp" title="play-2.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-2.bmp" alt="play-2.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Hey!Â  Tessa thinks that the toy Nora is holding looks like more fun than this green bowl.Â  Could I play with that toy?</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-3.bmp" title="play-3.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-3.bmp" alt="play-3.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Lemme see that toy.Â  That is not a question.Â  It&#8217;s a statement.Â </p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-4.bmp" title="play-4.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-4.bmp" alt="play-4.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>If I could just get a hold of that toy.Â  It would be mine.</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-5.bmp" title="play-5.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-5.bmp" alt="play-5.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>I&#8217;m getting close&#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-6.bmp" title="play-6.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-6.bmp" alt="play-6.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Foiled again!</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-7.bmp" title="play-7.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-7.bmp" alt="play-7.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Now, I am going to make my opinion on this matter known to all.Â  See the expression on my face?Â  Nooooot happppppyyyyy&#8230;.</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-7.bmp" title="play-7.bmp"></a><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-8.bmp" title="play-8.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-8.bmp" alt="play-8.bmp" /></a>Â </p>
<p>Forget about the toys, says Nora.Â  How about I play with your face!?!?!</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-9.bmp" title="play-9.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-9.bmp" alt="play-9.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Getting closer&#8230;</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-10.bmp" title="play-10.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-10.bmp" alt="play-10.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Â What&#8217;s going to happen next???</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-11.bmp" title="play-11.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-11.bmp" alt="play-11.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>Was that a flash?Â  Oh, hello mother.Â  We forgot you were there.</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-12.bmp" title="play-12.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-12.bmp" alt="play-12.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>The toy is mine.Â  Sorry baby Tessa.Â  Better luck next time.</p>
<p><a href="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-13.bmp" title="play-13.bmp"><img src="http://twins.herringweb.net/wp-content/uploads/2007/04/play-13.bmp" alt="play-13.bmp" /></a></p>
<p>So, that&#8217;s playtime/grabfest on Walmer Street.Â  Just wait until you see the battle that goes on in the stroller&#8230;</p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://twins.herringweb.net/2007/04/03/playtime-at-the-playplace/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
