dogs and dolls

A couple of weeks ago I had jokingly mentioned how we should get a doll to "practice" for the babies and see how the dogs might react to a baby in the house.  My mom bought us a doll that came with all these little accessories including a litle basket, extra outfit, pacifier, blanket, and a little bear.  

Yesterday, I opened up the doll and sorted its little toys and then carried it around pretending it was a baby.  The dogs did great! They were obviously curious and wanted to check out this new addition.  They gave little sniffs and were calm and nice when we would tell them to be careful and to just say hi to the baby.  

Then I sat down on the couch and put the baby in it's basket on the floor near me to watch what the dogs would do.  Toby decided he would take guard and protect this new "thing" and laid near it.  Max would occasionally come sniff it, but was otherwise undeterred and continued running around and playing with his toys.  And then...I saw Max walk up to the basket, set down his favorite rope toy against the basket, back up a little, and then proceed to take the little bear toy that belonged to the baby doll.  It was his peace offering and he was making friends by offering to trade his very favorite toy for her little bear!

After taking the toy back and telling him that it was the baby's toy and not his, I sat him next to the basket for a picture so his daddy could see how he had given the baby his rope toy.  And then Toby? He decided he wanted to have a picture with the baby too...

toby punkeroo

We turned on our tobycam this morning so we could watch Toby while we were away at work and see what he was up to.  Bertrand initially pointed the camera at the doggy beds so we could see him resting in his bed.  Instead? Toby decided he'd rather sunbathe by the sliding glass door.  So at lunchtime, Bertrand went home and moved the camera to point at the sliding door so I could watch Toby in his "spot".  The second Bertrand left? Toby decided to go sleep in his bed.

Punk.

excuse me, what's this?

While hanging out with our neighbors out in front of our house, one of the little neighborhood girls came and stood next to me and held my hand.  Then she started to lean on me and used her free hand to rub my belly. Soon after, I felt a tug on my arm and heard a little voice repeatedly say, "excuse me. excuse me."  I smiled and looked down, "yes?" And then she uses her belly rubbing hand and points and says, "excuse me. what is this?" and points at the belly.  I told her, "those are babies" she tilted her head, said "oh!" and then ran off to play again.

What if I was just fat...?

our twins

About a month ago, Bertrand and I found out the sexes of our twin babies.  

We are having a little boy and a little girl!

Happy Birthday, blog

Happy 6th Birthday to kimbalina.com. It's kind of crazy thinking that when I started this blog, I was a college student. Since then, I've graduated, worked for one of the greatest tech giants, traveled the world, gotten engaged, married, and am now a soon-to-be mommy. Here's to many more years.

Speaking of anniversaries...I also celebrated another anniversary yesterday. :)

Labor Day in Monterey

We celebrated the long Labor Day Weekend in Monterey. 

We walked down Cannery Row...

looked out at the ocean...

watched the jellyfish be jelly...

had a staredown with some fish...

ate a giant sundae at Ghiradelli...

and took a nice long drive top-down in the convertible along 17 mile drive...

The weather was perfect, the clam chowder was hot, and the fish were swimmy. It was a great time.

pre-teen

This morning while I was lost in my music and work, a few gentlemen walked through my work area and stopped next to my desk, talking loudly and pointing at my monitor. I took off my headphones and said, "good morning!" One of the men, smiled at me, then loudly asked to the room in general, "Is there anyone who works here who is over 12?"

Hello!

Apparently, I am a pregnant pre-teen.

are you eating butter?

I have a pack of Lemon Hi-Chew yummy chewy candies sitting on my desk. Earlier today, I took a bite of one of the candies and put the rest back on the wrapper. One of my co-workers came over to my desk to talk about something, looked down, and said, "Are you eating butter?" and points at my yellow candy. I started laughing and pointed at the candy pack and said, "No, it's Hi-Chew. You thought I was eating...BUTTER???" Then he shrugs and says, "I don't know what pregnant women eat. Maybe it helps with the pregnancy or something."