Each one is so unique. Each one has their own quirks. Each one LOOKS so totally different. Take this picture of my kiddos in their Christmas outfits from my mom. This is the only decent one…I’ll spare you the rest. (Mom, I sent them to you so you can see them but I have big plans to redo them. Juice sighs at this announcement and says, “Poor kids.”)
First off, Butterfly has the most gorgeous eyelashes I have EVER seen. Seriously. And she has the best dimple, a tiny bow mouth with super fast growing teeth. (It’s not even been a month and the missing tooth is not really missing any more. The permanent tooth is half way up already!) She also has pretty, shiny, super straight hair. What a lucky girl. And she is so super smart and loves her movies. So much. We watched movies pretty much all day today and she told me is was the best Martin Luther King Day ever.
But then my boys. My twins. Who don’t even look like twins any more. Who get disbelieving stares when I say that they ARE twins. Pirate there on the right with the brown/hazel-ey eyes. That I can’t tell if they are brown or if they are dark green with blue centers. With his super straight and shiny hair. You can see the imp written all over him. He has the best laugh ever and gives the best hugs. He has also discovered why. And that’s all we hear from him all day long…”Why? Why? Why?”
And Professor on the left, with his ice blue eyes and bright blond hair. It gets little curls at the back when it’s this long. And his inability to eat more than 3 bites at any meal (unless it’s Raisin Bran or goat cheese pasta or off of my plate) which makes him so much smaller than his brother. But he is so independent and loves to cook with me. What other 2 year old do you know that can tell the difference between half a cup and 1/3 a cup?
Man I love these kids.