Our babies are turning into little girls.

So I figured it had to be a while since the last post. Then there were the timely prods from two of our overseas friends (yes Jenna and Tom we mean you) that it was time for a blog update, and Megan has gone out to see Les Miserable tonight (which I would detest), and O and E are asleep, so I pop onto the computer and find it is exactly 6 months to the day since the last post! Crazy. Like the time I went to the dentist after way too long, to find it was 8 years to the day of my last visit.

Chillin'

So I must bust this blog post out quick smart, because I can tell you things never stop when you have twins, mostly in good way mind!  The girls are now 15 months old, and even allowing for their 10 week prematurity they are now more like little girls than babies.

Of course they had a big day on their birthday on the 21st of October, and our house was besieged with many wonderful friends young and old. A special mention goes out to Yvonne and Nigel who bought the girls the spectacular party frocks and shoes, which they rocked on the day.

Olive Cass Huddleston at one year.

Eliza Molly Huddleston, 12 months old!

The girls are very sweet at the moment and enjoy doing many things together. Their activities include swimming (with a bit of help from Megan (occasionally their Gran Jan) and I), reading and moving in opposite directions, fast! 

The girls favourite is anything Hairy McClairy related.

Paddling pool (from Granny Wini and Grandad) today, but they love the big pool too.

On the move - in different directions.

The thing that they seem to love most though is company (particularly family) and they were so happy over the Christmas break as we holidayed at Megan's parents spectacular new home in Martinborough. While I'm sure the girls appreciated the significant architectual merit of the Cabbage Tree homestead, what they most loved was having their Grandparents, Uncle James, Aunty Aya and cousins Oskar and Niamh to take turns cuddling them. And before we popped over the hill they shared similar cuddly visits with Their Aunty Kath, Uncle Nick and cuzzies Finnegan and Holly.

Aunty Aya and Lizey Lou.

Granddad gets a whole lotta Olive.

Eliza and Uncle James.

 

Uncle Nic and Super Liza.

Aunty Kath and SE.

Holly and Finnegan with their little cuzzies.

Amazing too for Megan and I to have our first real break in a while, where we had the support of others to help look after the girls around the clock. It was a tonic indeed, especially when we were being fed amazing food too as usual.

The girls were also spoiled in terms of eating treats, with Olive a big fan of ice cream and Christmas cake, and Eliza developed a murderous hunger for cherries (as pictured).

Why haven't they been feeding me this stuff before?

There's been a murdah!

We've said it before in this blog, but time is proving us spectacularly accurate - our girls are incredibly different. They even crawl differently! Olive is the classic old fashioned crawler, Eliza bum shuffles. Olive loves to cuddle, Eliza has ants in her pants. Olive has a great appetite, Eliza is notoriously tricky to feed (except cherries). Olive is very verbal (a horse goes "neigh-neigh"), Eliza prefers laughing and pointing. Olive is happy to cruise, Eliza is determined to walk.  Olive loves to sleep, Eliza fights it. Although we are blessed with the fact that they both get a solid 11 hours a night (touch wood).

Sleepy Olive.

Busy Lizy.

The race to stand.

Little Olive always chatting.

Eliza on point.

Olive's curly locks.

We are so blessed to have these two amazing babies at once. We love every single nuance of them, and they fill our lives with joy.

Why do you support West Ham Dad? They always lose.

The girls are ready for the day.

At the last post I was tip toeing through my first weeks of daddy daycare, and it went very well indeed. The task was abetted by great help from our (then) student nanny Chelsea. I was at home full time with the girls, with four day a week support from Chelsea and lots of visits from my Mum Janice and Megan's mum Winifred, for about 5 months altogether.

Live in Nanny and Mummy spoiled girls.

When an opportunity to do some Wellington-based work in November came up with the Gibson Group, we discussed this with Chelsea and she felt capable of flying solo. So that is what we are doing through till June, except Chelsea (now fully qualified) is living in, in our Studio.

So Megs and I are going to continue on this way until my current contract expires in June, and we have no idea what will happen next, it might be time for another blog post! The one thing we do know is that we'll cherish every moment of being the Huddleston Family until then!

bye bye - see you in the next blog (before we're teenagers)