When the little dragons were in the NICU, I hadn't heard about the Aurora shooting until a week after it happened. If it didn't happen on a monitor by the bedside, I didn't know about it. We were completely submerged in the life of the NICU.
Friday we were so busy that by the time I'd heard about the school shooting at Sandy Hook, the day was over. We don't watch television with the babies and any news is seen on our iPhones. That being said, we miss things sometimes.
I don't know how to feel about this tragedy. I'm so numb - and perhaps it's because we aren't too far removed from that constant feeling of teetering on the edge of life and death. It's terrible beyond belief that the momentary actions of one person can forever detriment the life of another.
The little dragons have had a blast eating nanners and are so happy when its "nanner time"! They've been eating like tanks. In fact, when they are sleeping 10-12 hours at night, it seems like they eat all day long.
Yesterday Maisie was still hungry after a full bottle and nanners so she decided to eat James's hair. She may have had a dual purpose in trying to get him a new 'do. Her slimy tongue plastered his hair down on the side of his head, and it took two shampoos to get it clean. Sometimes I think Maisie thinks she is a cat - she meows and cleans her brother's hair. It's very strange - but cute.
James has a favorite game he likes to play called "Roll". It's where he does tummy time on your chest, and rolls off either side where you'll catch him. He could do this for hours. Last night after nanners all James wanted to do was to play Roll. I was a bit hesitant, seeing as how I love bananas SO much and lots of movement makes these little dragons throw up. But after a few of James's pouty faces I gave in, and he spent the next hour playing Roll. Luckily there was no spit up incident either!
Sometimes it's good to live under a rock.