Monday, April 26, 2010

Six of One, Half-a-dozen of the Other


(They may look a little awkward, but I made 'em both from scratch.
The cakes, too...)

Can you believe the twinks are six? Neither can I. And, I guess, technically, they're not six for another couple days. But we started celebrating last night since Brad will be gone this week and it's never to soon to start a party around here.

Oh, how I love these boys! Every mom needs twin boys. Double shots of testosterone zooming through the house. One for each hand. One for each arm. They are ideal companions for one another and great company for me. The perfect double play.

More than the older two, these guys have really grown up on my blog. Which is a good thing, since I never did get around to finishing (OK, starting!) their scrapbooks. Remember their humble beginnings? Remember the birthday party that never happened? In fact, my first ever blogpost (March 10, 2007) is a masterpiece entitled Twinsanity! It seems to be a running theme.

Sam and Luke gave me the gift of a pregnant belly and satisfied my curiosity regarding Brad and I mixing DNA. (And you know what? Being pregnant and seeing my own genetics come to life actually taught me how small those elements figure into the creation of a real family. So, amazingly, having biological children helped me love my adopted kids even more. Ain't life great?!)

Still, the twins taught me that hope and faith aren't just words in the Bible. Because it's pretty hard not to believe in miracles, when two of them are sitting in your kitchen eating Eggo waffles every morning.


Sam. Every time I say his name I smile. Can't help it. He's full of catch phrases and funny gestures. "Ouch! That just hurt like the dickens!" or "Sorry Mom, not gonna happen." Even when he's being difficult, Sam's only a heartbeat away from a dimple-cracking grin. Sam looks on the bright side of life and already knows how to charm the ladies. He's a numbers man, a loud talker, a friend to everyone and, definitely, a momma's boy.

Luke. If Luke were a fruit, he'd be a pineapple. If he were an animal-- a porcupine or maybe a turtle. He's a little tough and bristly on the outside to protect the tenderness within. Because deep deep down, Luke's such a softie. An animal lover, a musician, an artist and a poet. He's the carnivore who requested ribs, steak AND bacon for his birthday dinner. He puts up with Mom, but nobody puts a smile on his face like Snitchy (aka Dad).


Happiness was born a twin.--Lord Byron



Celebrating six years of happiness and real-life miracles...
Love you!

11 comments:

Jessica said...

Can I commission you to write my kids' birthday posts, because I kind of now love your twins more than my own kids...based on that post.

Annemarie said...

Awww! Happy B-Day to your cute twosome!

Tristan said...

This was so beautifully written! Happy Birthday to your handsome twinks!!

Christie said...

I love those twinks so much. I will never forget the Hurt Machine and Sam's Naked Typing. Those boys have a special spot in the hearts around here. Happy number six, boyos!

marta said...

six years old!!? oh boy, oh boy is right. what cuties! my friend is a twin and said it meant so much to her that her mom did their own cakes. way to make them feel special!

give them a squeeze from aunt min. i can't get enough of those matching li'l outfits and hyper li'l personalities.

Melissa Lewis said...

Ohhhhhh! Twins! How I want to have twins so much! I don't have any kids yet but I want twins! I always wanted twins even before I got married. Anyway, I am always so anxious to meet my own kids even tho I am not expecting but I just want to know how they look like, what would they enjoy, etc. I know I am crazy. I hope I will have kids soon!

Travelin'Oma said...

These two are miracle babies.

I remember the horrible day the doctor told you there would be no babies. I remember the ultrasound picture when they were just settling into their new home. I remember when they were hooked up to "mometors" and we had to scrub up to even touch their velvet heads. And I remember sitting on the floor with one on each side and a bottle in each hand, trying to protect them from enthusiastic siblings.

And now they're as rough and tumble as little boys should be. Happy birthday to you all!

Lauren in GA said...

Blogging is an interesting thing because...well, after reading your blog for over 2 years I can honestly say I feel genuine love in my heart for your twinks. Happy, Happy Birthday to them!

I know my comments on your blog always sound like I am grading your writing, or something...but I LOVE your writing. Your humor is fantastic, "I made 'em both from scratch. The cakes, too..." and your writing is just so perfectly poignant.

Rochelleht said...

That was so sweet. It hurts when your babies grow up. Mine just hit 7. How did that HAPPEN!!?!

calibosmom said...

Happy Birthday to your awesome twosome. A couple of very cool boys in my book.

the wrath of khandrea said...

take this out and force them to read it when they are annoying teenagers. guilt them into being sweet and loveable again. let me know how that goes.

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