TwinsTales
One Big Surprise on a Rainy Day
by Samantha Friedman
Jacob and Ross, identical twins, and their mommy went to the local library for storytime about trucks and cars today. But before the library, in the middle of the pouring rain, we stopped for a quick bite to eat and who do we see in the restaurant but a big red happy giant Elmo! Jacob gave him five and Ross waved, "hello!" The surprising part of this is that the restaurant was nearly empty and we were pretty soaked from the rain, but we couldn't help ourselves from smiling and laughing anyway.
One Word Says It All
by Cheryl Maguire
The graduates were in a single line as they entered the room filled with proud parents and family members. I inched closer, weaving through the crowd, camera in hand. I spotted my boy/girl twins situated next to one another, each gripping a piece of paper.
The ceremony began with the teacher welcoming everyone. She then explained how each child chose a letter from the alphabet and drew a corresponding picture to illustrate the letter. The first child displayed their picture and stated, “A is for airplane.” This pattern continued with each subsequent child. Click to read the rest of this entry
Why can't they just make huge cribs?
We finally made the move and it's been horrible.
My identical boys, Matthew and Jonathan, are in big-boy beds.
They are 2.5 years old. I was hoping to keep them in cribs until they turned 18, but nothing was working anymore. We'd brought the crib mattresses down as low as they could go and we clothed them in big-kid sleep sacks, but still, they managed.
They managed so well that I found Jonathan perched on the highest wall of his crib the other day at nap time and I watched, unable to reach him on time, as he leaped into Matthew's crib.
It was terrifying.
So I bought beds and had them set up within five hours.
Trouble is that these two feed off each other.
Their similar temperaments mean they are similarly wild.
In their cribs, they jumped up and down simultaneously until they simply couldn't do it anymore and they crashed. In their beds, they do the same thing except now there are no crib rails to confine them. Click to read the rest of this entry
Our Free Day at the Beach
Now that summer season is upon us, one of our favorite free family activities is going to the beach. We always go early to ensure a free parking spot. We also bring plenty of snacks, drinks and, of course, sunscreen. Once we are there, the kids love playing in the sand and ocean, and I love to sit in my beach chair enjoying the serene setting.
Money Saving Tips:
Enjoy Nature Most nature settings are free or low cost and provide a fun and serene entertainment for everyone. Some suggestions are state or town parks, beaches, Audubon centers, waterfalls or lakes, and forests. Click to read the rest of this entry
One Canadian Mom's Quest for the Perfect Double Stroller
as told by an obsessed mother of twins
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Up Close and Personal
All I can figure is that I am so focused on the intimate, complex achievements that come with this age, that I am unable to step back and see them from any kind of distance anymore. Their recent developments have given me the opportunity to see the minutia and, in the minutia, I see two little people who are so very different from each other.
"Fox?"
The Last Diaper
I was cleaning out my closet today and I came across a lone diaper. A single, clean diaper - The Last Diaper. It spoke volumes to me. Had it gotten shoved to the back of my closet as I sometimes shove away important things like laughing, silence, a fresh puff of wind, or the call of a cardinal? Had I clung to that Last Diaper "just in case" there is a sudden relapse in toilet training two? Or had I saved it purposefully, like a time capsule, to be opened and reminded of all that we have accomplished?
My heart laments. I miss all the things that The Last Diaper represents: my cuddly, snuggly babies and the scents that will always be theirs; their chubby little toes as I clipped their nails singing, "Where is Thumbkin?"; dancing in the sunshine in our pajamas. I miss all the things that The Last Diaper represents. Click to read the rest of this entry
Our Mostly Free Trip to the Museum
by Cheryl Maguire
“Today we are going to the Children’s Museum,” I told my boy/girl twin 4-year-olds and my 1-year-old daughter.
“YYYEEESSSS!” my 4-year-old daughter responded as she wiggled her hips, swaying her arms in the air.
“Where we go-in?” my 4-year-old cautious, inquisitive son responded with a perplexed expression on his face.
“EEEEE,” my 1-year-old squealed in response to her sister dancing around the room rather than my statement about our future endeavors.
The next 30 minutes were spent answering questions, gathering necessary materials and packing up the car. Click to read the rest of this entry
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