This is my life... two-year olds, torture! I shouldn't say that really, except when I teach a whole class of them at church (oh God, is it my turn again??) This age is so INTERESTING, I should say. They're old enough to understand what you're saying, big enough to perform small tasks, but smart enough to realize that they have some control in this whole process. How did these little people figure out they have their own opinions? I didn't teach them that!!
By my title, I'm sure you've figured out, I have 2 two-year olds. The fun part of the story is that they are not both mine! My brother's wife and I got pregnant within weeks of each other, way back in 2004. We had our babies 3 weeks (to the day) apart and lived, literaly, across the country from each other. We didn't get see each other until little Dave and Ava were 5 months old - when our world's were rocked - my brother was killed in Iraq. He had been deployed with the US Army for just 6 weeks, he was days past his 25th birthday. We all decided to move to Virginia and buy a house together...and so begins our adventures!
The babies don't know they're not twins - people comment on the "twins" constantly. I smile nicely - it's too much to explain the whole thing to total strangers. I do get angry glares when asked a specific question regarding the pregnancy of twins or something to that affect and I have to give the honest truth, "oh, they're not twins, they're cousins!". Whatever.
And now they're two - they love each other - I keep telling myself that :) They do! They do. They do. Ava is the younger "twin" and my niece. She's the little mother of David. Loves to "help" him. It's cute to watch her take something away from him because he's doing it wrong and then try to show him. He just screams and won't take the item back from her out of principle! She then tries to hug him and knocks him over, more screaming - you would think he was being tortured. She'll usually finally end with just throwing the thing at him, such perfect aim..., more screaming.
Little Dave (I'll usually refer to him as David since my husband is also Dave) is more of a loner. He's happy to just play with his Hot Wheels in peace. He's a total daredevil, loves to climb, jump, run. I've found him outside by himself on about 3 occasions (yeah, he figured out how to open the front door - good times). He loves to be outside. He also has this unbelievably amazing talent to memorize full scenes from tv shows. He does full scenes of Wiggles and Dora the Explorer - those are his favorites. (If you see Swiper, yell "swiper"!)
My (late) brother and sister-in-law also have a now 5 year old. Anthony is good times and is learning how to be a good leader. While being picked up from school he'll sometimes report that he "forgot to be a good leader" today while lamenting the loss of a smiley face and sweet treat :( So adorable.
To complete our house description, I'll lay it all out for you. We own a 5 bedroom house in a cute little neighborhood with a pool at the end of our street. It's our family of 6 living here: me, Dave (amazing husband extroadanaire), Tiffany (sister-in-law), Anthony, David, Ava - oh, and Mr. Bojangles the Boston Bulldog vacuum cleaner!
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Awwww - I LOVE this Sa. Hailey and I just finished reading two ofher new books and your first two blogs! I feel like I'm right there with you and those TWINS...Funny, I recall telling strangers MY cousin was MY twin too. Is that a genetic thing? The twins will be in my prayers for a speedy recovery. XOXO
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