birthday babies!
oh, what to say, what to say?
two years old. TWO.
trista gracie. you're a little meanie. trying to run the house & all. or at least the twinnie department. you're got more language than your brother (and rolls, too!) but you are definitely a homebody who loves her family best of all. most interaction between you and not-family-members occurs when you wave goodbye. you love boo-boo bunnies, blankets and biting (!!!).
toby-sam. my timid toby. you like to be brave but some things are just too much. and that's ok. you're taller than your sister, trying to catch up with word counts, and more willing to offer a smile to others. you love food, the four-wheeler and jumping-jumping-jumping.
what did i do without you? something i never would have expected has become somethingS i could never live without. listening to you two jabbering to each other through the monitor in the early morning hours is such a sweet sound. being growled at by a tobe-a-saurus rex as i walk into your room. and tris requiring her blanket to come with her as she is picked up. sometimes you'll deign to allow auri to get your out of your beds. and then the three of you will come barreling into the bedroom, happy to see the morning. and it makes my heart overflow to see you.
i hope that you'll grow to be sweet. and to love like i love you. even better, like God loves you. without reservation, without strings, without requirement. that your more-often-than-not snack sharing and taking care of each other will grow with you and extend to others as well. i want you to enjoy each other's company through adolescence and beyond. twins, you are. twins, you'll be forever. something that no one else in this family can claim. something special. and i am oh, so glad, that you are MY somethings special.
i love you babies. forever and always.
two years old. TWO.
trista gracie. you're a little meanie. trying to run the house & all. or at least the twinnie department. you're got more language than your brother (and rolls, too!) but you are definitely a homebody who loves her family best of all. most interaction between you and not-family-members occurs when you wave goodbye. you love boo-boo bunnies, blankets and biting (!!!).
toby-sam. my timid toby. you like to be brave but some things are just too much. and that's ok. you're taller than your sister, trying to catch up with word counts, and more willing to offer a smile to others. you love food, the four-wheeler and jumping-jumping-jumping.
what did i do without you? something i never would have expected has become somethingS i could never live without. listening to you two jabbering to each other through the monitor in the early morning hours is such a sweet sound. being growled at by a tobe-a-saurus rex as i walk into your room. and tris requiring her blanket to come with her as she is picked up. sometimes you'll deign to allow auri to get your out of your beds. and then the three of you will come barreling into the bedroom, happy to see the morning. and it makes my heart overflow to see you.
i hope that you'll grow to be sweet. and to love like i love you. even better, like God loves you. without reservation, without strings, without requirement. that your more-often-than-not snack sharing and taking care of each other will grow with you and extend to others as well. i want you to enjoy each other's company through adolescence and beyond. twins, you are. twins, you'll be forever. something that no one else in this family can claim. something special. and i am oh, so glad, that you are MY somethings special.
i love you babies. forever and always.