6 months later, and still inseperable

Eleanor: Dad, Thomas just went like this {hits self on leg} to me.
Me: So don't play with him then, play out here.
E: well, I can't leave him in his room by himself. You can't leave a baby by themselves.
{they are playing house, and Thomas is the baby}
Me: yes, you can, if they are going to hit you.
E: no, you can't {exit, stage left, back to the bedroom}

It seems that they will never tire of playing with each other. Or fighting with each other. The two really are interchangeable, and will be substituted at will, without notice. I think that is part of the secret rules that they have. Oh, that and always leave room for candy.

Best friends...Worst enemies...

Apparently the worst possible punishment for two kids that have been pretty much inseperable, is to seperate them. Seriously. They can be ready to pull each other limb from limb and if I even threaten them with alone time, they are crushed by the thought of having to be by themselves for longer than it takes to pee.

We have created a indivisable duo...

and I pity their teachers this year.

Are you Sure?

An actual conversation between my kids and the lady in front of them at Tim Horton's.

Lady: How old are you guys?

Eleanor: I am 4.

Thomas: I am 4 years old.

Lady: Oh... you're twins.

Kids look to one and other, and back at her.

Thomas(very emphatically responds): No, we ARE NOT twins. SHE is my sister.

Lady: Are you sure?

"Sure about what?" is where I would have liked to jump in, but didn't because it was too funny.

Thomas: Yup, she's my sister.

And with that he went and picked a table.

Good for you my kid. I pray you never stop telling the world that. I realize someday the response will more than likely be far more cynical.

For now I will delight in the excitment, closeness, and loyalty you share with your irish twin.

Just when I think they aren't listening.

Heard on the news today,a blurb about babies that are aloud to self regulate their fullness. Apparently they are less likely to become obese.

Tonight my son says after 2 bites of pasta sauce(from a separate bowl... Heaven forbid it touches his noodles) that his tummy is "telling him it is full".

That is the last time I let him watch the news.

We really can blame our parents for our overindulgence, they made us clean our plates.

Unplanned, but wouldn't change a thing.

www.awesomezara.com/node/208

This.

This link is what prompted me to even consider this.

Blogging.

I am so computer unsavvy that I really didn't know what a blog was till about 6 months ago...

I'll give you a minute to recover from your astoundedness. Now, somewhere I read you should stick to what you know. Right now for me would be the joy, surprise, craziness, difficulty, and challenges of having my children 11 months apart.

And, to prove ignorant people like this wrong.