Sam is a Boy!

Mid October Update:

1. We sold our place and need to find a new place to live by the end of the month. Everything we've looked at in our price range so far hasn't been very good. If we end up living on the street, I bet the boys could help us make some sympathy money panhandling.

2. We probably aren't going to get a helmet for Otis. The doctor didn't seem to think it was necessary. He said that his head would round out in the next few months anyway. His head might not be perfectly round in the back but that's not that big of a deal. If we were to get him a helmet, he might have to wear it for up to five months. We'd also have to get it refitted 2-4 times a month. And the $2,500 dollar price tag most likely would not be covered by insurance.

3. People love twins. Whenever we are out with the boys, people love to stare and/or make comments. My favorite comment from the summer was when a young woman on Myrtle Ave. exclaimed, "You got twinned!" Yes. I have indeed been twinned.

Many people assume that we have a boy and a girl rather than two boys. I'm not sure why this is but I assume it has something to do with the fact that we don't dress them identically. People must think that since we don't dress them in the same clothes, that one must be a boy and one must be a girl. I mean, otherwise, we'd dress them identically, right? That's what people are supposed to do with twins, right?

Or maybe it has something to do with the way we dress little Sammy.
The other day, Bart, the boys, and I were in the elevator in my apartment building. A gentleman wearing a red Yankees cap was intrigued by the boys. Otis was a bit chatty. Sam quietly watched the proceedings from his stroller.

The elevator reached our floor and as we walked out the red capped gentleman took a look at Sam and said, "Little Mama ain't sayin' nuthin! She's just chillin'."