Our little kiddies are growing like wildfires! We didn't fully realize it until we were looking back at pictures and videos of them. Bryant now weighs-in at 10 lbs. 12 oz. and Caitlyn is 10 lbs. even. They are getting pudgy faces! That makes us happy.
On a not so happy note, they both have these nasty colds with nasty little coughs that have lasted for the past week or so. Catherine and I find it so difficult to hear an obstruction rattling around when they breath. It triggers the coughing mechanism in each of us because we want to clear their throats for them. Their coughs, though really sad, are really cute too. Each time they cough, their legs flail upward.
Catherine is doing pretty well. Her hands are full with these two little ones. She has received countless comments such as, "Wow, you look great for having just had twins." I know she would never have put that in, but I just wanted to make it known she is just as beautiful as ever. She is such a great mother. The way I can tell this is by the way her facial expressions match our kiddies'. When they are laughing or smiling, she has such a big grin. When they are frowning or uncomfortable, Catherine's brow is furrowed right along with them. When they cry intensely she states, "It makes me want to cry to hear them like that!" Just barely, we put Bryant through the trauma of cleaning out his nose. After I calmed him I was going to put him down in his bouncer but Catherine asked if she could hold him first. I think it was as much of an effort to soothe herself as it was to soothe him. She is wonderful. When I asked Catherine if there was anything she wanted everyone to know, she said that she is thoroughly enjoying being a mom. I can vouch for that statement. She is so good at it, and it seems she is doing just what she was made to do.
I am hangin' on for dear life in the most awful 2 weeks of the semester. The last week of class is when all of the project deadlines are due and I have three research paper deadlines (and only one research paper mostly finished and another partially started). Needless to say, Thursday will be a grand day (even though finals are still ahead). One schooling triumph I take credit for was getting a final exam changed. My "advanced issues in development" teacher, Dr. Porter, usually assigns a big writing exam at the end of the semester. My midterm writing exam for his class ended up being 15 pages long. I was semi-joking with my classmates about how finals makes it hard to feel the Christmas mood when he walked in. I said to him (again, semi-jokingly) "We have a proposition for you. Instead of doing the writing final, we should do some volunteer work at a homeless shelter or something as a class." He laughed and we laughed, then he said, "I'm okay with something like that." The entire class was silent. Finally one of my classmates said, "I can't tell if he's being serious..." So, he has dropped our writing assignment final on the condition that we plan out some service activity and are willing to still write a little something about our experience. I was amazed. He is an excellent teacher! Very challenging, yet understanding and very empowering.
I love being a dad. I am by no means as good at being a parent as Catherine is, but I am trying to improve. I get little glimpses of insight when I realize that these little crying, sleeping, pooping and peeing things are human beings that have feelings, heartaches, and joys. They will one day grow up to be a great man and woman. I love those glimpses because it significantly takes the edge off of those things that could potentially frustrate.
Below are pictures of the last few months of our lives. I hope you enjoy!
This was after his post-barf bath...
We love our little turban boy
(They're really his jammies).
Meet Kanga, Roo, and Roo 2
She's been Zombified!!!
Go BYU!!!
(Bryant)
to get a picture of their Thanksgiving
outfits when all they wanted was to EAT!!!
Caitlyn: (Left) & Bryant: (Right)
(Bryant)
(Caitlyn)
She's looking at Mom
female hates.
Great-grandma Trudy Wiltbank. I will have to
get a picture of the front side.



















