No cute story this week. I am one tired mama. Tired like first trimester tired, which is as tired as tired gets. My mouse is also broken and it's causing me a lot of grief. I rely on the mouse. I am not the least bit coordinated enough or cool enough to use that little touch pad on the laptop. I hate the stupid little touch pad.

Wyatt has started calling Henry Bubby. It drives me crazy because he says it in a whinny baby voice. It's not cute at all. Before the boys could really speak Henry called Wyatt his Bebe. He would walk around saying, My Bebe, my Bebe. It was cute.

I've heard that a lot of twins develop their own language. Henry and Wyatt never did, which I am kind of glad about because I've also heard that twin-speak can delay other verbal development. Who knows if that is really true. I rarely check my facts.

Anyway, these little nicknames are about the closest thing to special twin language that my boys have used. How about your twins? Any twin-speak or other unique forms of communication at your house?



PS. Aren't those onesies the radest thing you've ever seen!?