That's my excuse for everything.
"Oh, the twins? Yeah, they're not on real people food yet, you know, with that adjusted preemie age and they might choke and what have you."
REALITY: It's a heck of a lot easier and quicker to grab 4 jars of baby food than to cook something separate. For now.
"Are the babies walking yet?"
REALITY: Giving them freedom to try out their walking skills doesn't happen often. Small house + 5 people in it during the day + the falls (doubled) = it's easier to keep them confined. Bouncy seats = Good. High chairs = Good. Uh, yeah, they're preemies so they've can't walk yet, right? he.he.he.
"Why do you still have your Christmas wreath on the front door?"
REALITY: If we claim adjusted preemie time, then it's kinda like being 3 months behind, so it's still Christmas at our house. In March.
I wonder at what point I'll have to stop owning this right to preemie-dom.
17 years from now: "Ma'am, the balance is due for your all 4 of your children's college education...today."
THE "DON'T THINK I WON'T TRY THIS" REALITY: "But, Mrs.Financial Aid, we're on adjusted preemie time so I don't actually owe you any money just yet. Let's talk about it when they adjust to their average ages. Say, in 15 years?"