Love Love

8 Sep

A year ago 20 little fingers, 20 little toes, two cute noses, and 11 lbs. 12 oz. of joy entered our already zany life.  Gladly all those statistics, except weight – that’s up to around 40 lbs., are still the same, but our zany life has changed quite a bit.  Definitely for the zanier.

One of the greatest changes has occurred in our conversations with complete strangers.  Despite my Nebraskan upbringing I was not fluent in small talk.  The twins have changed all that.  They are social magnets and attract  conversations wherever we go.  We’re starting to get in the groove, and have come up with some stock responses for the most frequently asked questions and comments.  Here, I’ll give you a sampling:

Inquisitive Stranger:  Do Twins run in your family?
Us:  Not yet, but I think if you give them a couple of months they’ll be hard to catch.

IS:  Four boys and one girl!?  She’s going to be a little princess.
Us:  Either that or a tomboy.

IS: Four boys and one girl!?  She’s going to be a little tomboy.
Us:  Either that or a princess.

IS:  Oh, look, a boy and a girl?  Are they identical?
Us:  No. (Really, this has been asked THREE times.  My favorite was when the husband of a couple who had been ogling over the babes for the better portion of a morning asked the question, and his wife replied before I could slip in, “Of course not, honey, they don’t look anything alike.”  Exactly, that is just what I was going to say.)

IS:  Better you than me.
Us:  We think so, too.

Our conversations with the general public aren’t all like this, though.  In fact the Twins have done more to connect us to people, both strangers and loved ones, than anything to date.

Womb Reenactment

Yesterday evening we took the family out to eat for Aber’s birthday and an older couple engaged us in conversation about the twins and our children.  As they got up to leave the wife placed a $20 bill on our table, smiled, and said “Enjoy your birthday meal together.”

This is just one example of Peter and Cecilia attracting more than the random “Awww’s” of passer-bys.  Because of them we have been the recipients of abounding kindness.  Kindnesses that wrapped both our children and our hearts in warmth.  Kindnesses that left us speechless while our mouths were filled with delicious food.  Kindnesses that gave us renewal and invigoration when a full night’s sleep was still months away.  Kindnesses that strengthened our weary bodies by encouraging our equally weary spirits. Kindnesses that deserve monuments, not 11 month tardy Thank You notes.

So, to all of you we know and love, and to those of you we don’t know, and still love:  Thank you for the love.  Thank you for every meal, every stitch of clothing, every gentle word to the Brothers, every hour of baby-sitting and baby-holding, every ounce of patience you’ve had with our screaming children, every piece of folded laundry, every scrubbed bathroom, every changed diaper, every sung hymn and spoken prayer, every “you have a beautiful family,” every facebook “like,” and every understanding smile.

Each thing on it’s own brought peace to our lives, and collectively they have propelled us through this year.  The Lord has certainly worked through you all to provide for all we needed.  And for that, we love you in Christ.

Sappiness off.   (But, you were warned yesterday about the Early September Emotional Trifecta.)

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9 Responses to “Love Love”

  1. Christine September 8, 2011 at 10:21 am #

    Oh, the sweetness! Looking at those tiny baby photos made me get a little teary (and that’s rather embarrassing since I’m reading this at the library). Happy Birthday, babies!

    • Christina September 8, 2011 at 2:44 pm #

      Just a few tears shed around here, too. That, and my overdue book are the reasons we couldn’t show our faces at the library today.

  2. Mom (of these two crazy bloggers) September 8, 2011 at 12:25 pm #

    Beautifully said. Tears shed.

    • Christina September 8, 2011 at 10:08 pm #

      I’ve been trying to think of a rhyming response to this all day, but my mind is dead. And my feet feel like lead. I’m going to bed. With the one that I wed. Whose name isn’t Fred.

      Sorry, should have stopped while I was ahead.

      • Mom (who apparently is supplying fodder for "and we laughed and laughed" September 9, 2011 at 11:56 am #

        I refuse to use computer jargon – but I did laugh out loud at your reply. When I typed that I wasn’t headed that direction, I considered taking off with it as you did but i was at work and there were people in and out so I just hit ‘post comment’

        and

        fled.

  3. GB September 8, 2011 at 2:18 pm #

    Happy Birthday to those wonderful babies and to Abers as well. What a beautiful salute to them and to your family as well. Enjoy the big day!

    • Christina September 8, 2011 at 2:46 pm #

      Thank you, thank you, thank you (one from each child) and thank you (from me.)

  4. Jeannette September 8, 2011 at 9:14 pm #

    We love you guys! I must be sappy tonight too – I think I’m wiping away a tear. Can they really be a year old? Happy birthday Peter and Cecelia and congratulations on officially “surviving and thriving” through year one with twins!

    • Christina September 8, 2011 at 10:05 pm #

      Thank you. For Everything.

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