Amy and I have quickly found out that raising two boys is proportionally more than twice the work of raising one. It's some sort of exponential relationship.
It's all well worth it though.
My wife has been largely sleep deprived for the past three months, catering to the whims of the OTHER man in the bedroom with us. At all hours even, only now approaching some semblance of predictability.
I rush home from work every day to throw together something that vaguely passes for supper (or tag in to the meal that my Amy's already started) and somehow, over the course of an evening, we lose all trace of our living room carpet. We know it's under there somewhere.
The volumes of laundry and dishes to be done can be daunting, and we've again grown accustomed to the fact of our house being redolent of baby bile with dirty dog undertones. Maybe we can bottle it and get Ralph Lauren to market it as Eau de Squalour.
The rewards, though largely intangible and completely incapable of doing anything about our mortgage, are so very worth all of it.
This is one of the best.
I've taken quite a few more video clips of the boys than just those I've put up here, so this montage of toddler hysterics is culled from all of them.
(By the way, if you click that little grey box on the bottom right with the arrows in it, the video will embiggen to fill your entire frikkin' screen. That's a LOT of Dex all at once, so be careful.)
I'm glad to know we aren't the only ones who have lost their floor. And we must be neighbours in the Land of Squalour. At least the weather's nice. ;)
Posted by: Tasha | Wednesday, 14 June 2006 at 05:41 AM
Okay, man, now that tickling part was just plain gratuitous.
Very cute vid. When I see kids laughing like that, I find it impossible not to join them.
Posted by: Mark | Wednesday, 14 June 2006 at 06:27 AM
Those giggles are infectious!!!
Posted by: TerriTorial | Wednesday, 14 June 2006 at 07:26 AM
There goes my heart...
Oh I so wish I had something like this of Max. You'll be very happy when they're shaving and driving that you have something to remember the little boys by.
We still visit the land of squalor. Max's camping gear from his trip has been in a waist-high heap on the floor for the last two weeks. I've been leaving him notes, but apparently he's forgotten how to read now that school's out.
Posted by: marian | Wednesday, 14 June 2006 at 07:48 AM
Good thing Declan's still in diapers. Once they're trained, too much tickling (even at 7 and 11!) is extremely risky for accidents.
Posted by: Paula | Wednesday, 14 June 2006 at 09:00 AM
How do you stand the cuteness overload???
Posted by: Linda | Wednesday, 14 June 2006 at 06:08 PM
What a great way to end the night! I was smiling and giggling with him. Daddy is obviously the King of Tickle Torture. Lovely moments.
In case your Oilers don't pull it out - keep this handy and on auto replay :>)
Hugs, E
Posted by: the Mater | Wednesday, 14 June 2006 at 08:18 PM
Simply adorable.
Posted by: Hazel Hazel | Saturday, 17 June 2006 at 08:12 AM