Two times the fun
Mommy, Daddy, Swee’Pea and TheMonk have all congregated in our upstairs loft. The loft opens up at the top of the stairs and has two hallways that shoot off in different directions towards the master bedroom and TheMonk and Swee’Pea’s bedroom. Mommy and I sit in the loft area while our newly-walking little ones run around in glee. One runs down the hallway and returns, followed closely by the other one. Of course, no running can be complete without shrieking! Loud, gleeful, shrieking.
Every time TheMonk and Swee’Pea happen to run into each other they pause and laugh out loud. I can’t help but smile at this beautiful sight. Two beautiful little ones that somehow I helped create. I can’t believe how wonderful these little ones are. As I watch them laughing, running (with the occasional fall) and every once in a while stopping to kiss each other, my heart swells with pride and love. The sound of laughter is one that I think is so often overlooked and on this day I choose not to overlook it. I watch as the pure joy in TheMonk and Swee’Pea translates into such expressive, beautiful little faces that are lit up in a way that words fail to describe. It is so clear how much they love each other. They feed off each other’s energy but they are also quick to be there if the other one gets hurt. I can’t help but think that while I am so lucky to have them both, they are also so lucky to have each other.
It’s times like these that I feel sorry for parents who only have children one at a time.
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It is a beautiful thing. I don’t have twins, but I love watching my two interact. When it’s nice, that is. When it’s one of them bashing the other over the head with a toy/wooden hammer/plastic baseball bat, it’s not so pretty.
Comment by Deanna — November 15, 2006 @ 1:10 am
I feel the same way
When my kids are playing together and making up their own games and talking to each other before falling asleep at naptime, I think to myself, “What would one, single, solitary baby be doing right now? Who would he play with?”
But I agree with Deanna, too. It’s easy to forget the happy times when one baby is bonking the other one over the head with a book or when one is stealing a favorite toy and shrieks of anger fill the house. Still, the good times are so *good* that it’s pretty easy to overlook the shrieking.
Comment by Kim — November 15, 2006 @ 7:20 am
And it’s the other times we feel sorry for you.
Comment by Jared — November 15, 2006 @ 7:30 am
Hey Matt, before you take too much credit in the “creating”, stop and think about what your part was!
Heart-warming picture you painted though.
Comment by Aunt Raina — November 15, 2006 @ 2:21 pm
Thanks for the smile. Wonderful picture you painted for us. May they always enjoy each other so much! I agree, it is a shame that most of us arrive alone.
Comment by momto3cubs — November 15, 2006 @ 10:11 pm
I hear ya Matthew. Seeing mine interact with each other (hug, laugh, talk, etc) I can’t imagine what it would be like if we only had one at a time.
There is definately something about twins…
Comment by Kemp — November 16, 2006 @ 7:36 am