1 one-year-old + 1 one-year-old = 2 two-year-olds

Today is the last day my girls are one. The last day I could say "23 months." Tomorrow they will be two and I well up every time I think about it. I just can't believe that those teeny, tiny babies - the smallest babies I'd ever seen - are KIDS. There's no denying it, either. They can say their full names, as well as mine and Dude's. They are working on counting and the alphabet. They are, quite simply, pretty cool little people and while I miss their babyhood something fierce, I am dazzled by their toddlerness (look at me making up words as I go - wheeee!). I thought about writing this post as a letter to them, but I think it's more than I can handle right now. I'd end up blubbering all over the keyboard and I just can't go there tonight. Instead, I give you a list of some of the things that I think make my girls two of the most awesome people I know.

  • The Bug can name most of the bridges in Portland (of which there are many). 
  • Belly uses "please" like a regular Miss Manners. 
  • Buggy loves to tease, saying the wrong names for things and then looking at you out of the corner of her eye with a big grin on her face to see if you caught her tricking you.
  • Belly has this tremendous laugh that seems to originate in her toes and fill her whole body before erupting out of her mouth.
  • Buggy is an awesome athlete. She runs and jumps and can throw a ball really well and does somersaults - all with definitive grace (this is most assuredly a recessive gene coming through because neither Dude nor I are especially athletic).
  • Belly is something of a harmonica virtuoso.
  • Buggy asks me to cook "yummy fish" and "green-chini" (zucchini).
  • Belly likes to say "good LAAAWWWWD!" (lord) and "holy mackwo!" (mackerel).
  • Buggy nurses her Pooh about eight times a day.
  • Belly loves to fall asleep holding my hand and with her face pressed up against mine.
  • Buggy says "Mamamamamamamamamama!" And when I say, "WHAT?!" She says, "Love loooooooo!"
  • Belly doles out kisses like you wouldn't believe - dozens daily!
There are many, many more things that I could add to this list. I could also comment on how they drive me crazy (the last few days have been very trying), but that doesn't seem to matter in the big picture. I'm just so madly in love with my two girls! I can't imagine not having twins and not having THEM. I am honored and humbled to be their mother.

We had a birthday party for them on Saturday and it was gobs of fun. It was a costume party with even the parents dressing up. Our family costume was "a little bit country, a little bit rock 'n roll." Belly and I were the rockers and the Bug and Dude were country. Check it...



I asked Belly if she could make horns with her fingers like I was and she looked at me quizzically for a few seconds, then promptly made the "pickle" symbol (you know - give me five; up high; down low; cut the pickle; tickle! tickle!). That cracked me up SO hard.



Sadly, I didn't get a lot of pictures of the party - which I've noticed is a recurring problem when I'm the hostess. I have GOT to fix that. But here are the banners that I made...



And the girls about to blow out their candles...



Those are carrot cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. I also made five pizzas, a fruit plate, a crudite platter with homemade green goddess dressing and a bourbon-bacon-pecan pie. It was all quite delish if I do say so myself! 

Oh jeesh. I hope I make it through tomorrow without too many tears. I really am looking forward to all that the next year holds - especially potty training - but I can't help but feel teary about those little babies growing up so mother trucking fast. Hug your kids, people. Just go love them up because this is the youngest they will ever be again.

Monday, October 26, 2009 | Labels: , , , , |

 

1 comments:

Mary K said...

Love the Halloween costumes! I hope it was a great birthday for them. Know what you mean about it going by so fast. Ian's learned to say his name correctly--no more "Eeemin"--and I miss it already.

October 30, 2009 at 10:29 AM  

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