Anti-comatose, Anti-starvation

The boys are staying awake and eating like hogs in support of two foundations as part of two marathon-like fundraisers for The National Pro-Obesity Foundation, and Americans Against Comas. You can pledge money in support of the boys self-sacrificing participation in these fundraisers by sending us cash. The average donation is $100 per hour. The boys are entering their 20th hour of being awake and eating nonstop . . . or so it seems. So you know how committed these two little guys are to these causes, Donovan is hallucinating from sleep deprivation, because he is trying to nurse off of me right now. Enough guys, its time to give up and go to sleep. Actually, Donovan is finally starting to calm down. Typing with him squirming in one arm is a bit tough though, so bear with.

We are camping at the lake again with the boys. They will get to witness their first fireworks display and water ski show which has become an annual tradition for us. It is fun to see the skiers wipeout. My dad, Grandpa Dan and I are going to Menards in T-minus 6 hours at 7:00 a.m. to buy wood to build a small deck to put outside the camper--nothing too complex, but something that will make life easier for us and the boys. My mom and Grandma Sue will help watch the boys.

Melissa and I went to SuperWalmart Thursday night in Portage on our way up north. We got there and fed the boys first in the van, and then went in to shop. It must have been a full moon. While we were checking out at 11:00 p.m., some older ladies kept grabbing at Melissa's sling where Donovan was resting to see if there was a baby inside. Hayden was in the car seat in the cart with me. The other car seat was in another cart right behind me. These ladies didn't even say anything before grabbing at her. It was like a zombie movie and they were desperate for brains. Wierd. When Melissa gave them the WTF look, they started looking at Donovan's car seat in the cart and moved some of the blankets to see if there was a baby there. Then they started mumbling something about whether we had triplets. I was about ready to pull out my Glock and put an end to all of this comotion, when Melissa decided she was just going to go out to the car with Donovan . . . quickly. The boys rewarded us by pointing them into such danger by staying awake until 3:00 a.m. Thanks guys!

Some people look at us a little funny when we say we are taking seven-week old twins camping with us. Maybe its because I tell them that we build our sleeping quarers from what nature has to offer, but really, its not too much different than being at our home. The camper has the same amenities as home, except no squeaky washer and dryer to run nonstop, and no dishwasher (which is an atrocity). Otherwise, we have a full kitchen and bathroom and the boys have all the stuff they need including SuperWalmart just down the road. Help is also graciously available at the lake, whereas it isn't as easy in Milwaukee. We definitely appreciate the help we get. The grandparents have been absolutely awesome these past few weekends. I was able to cut down some weeds this evening with the new weed wacker and also saw down some tree branches, so that helped relieve a bit of stress.

Alright, Donovan is starting to snore (finally), so it is time to get some sleep for a few hours. To Jon, I hope you have an absolutely wonderful wedding this weekend, and I wish you all the best with it. I am sorry we were not able to attend. The boys are not very good wedding guests yet.