Saturday, February 9, 2008
Tuesday, together with twins
Her eyes darted quickly from the light on the end table to the lights on the ceiling and back. She grinned ever so slightly and then as quickly averted her eyes from mine. At first I thought I must be mistaken. Surely this elf creature, so sweet and small, innocent and gentle in all ways, could not possibly be undermining her twin brother's level of understanding and acknowledging her own superiority!! at this young age of 15 months? MONTHS, I am saying, not years!
I had just arrived for an overnight mini-holiday for me, to enjoy not only the company of daughter Becca and her dear young babies, but also to help her take them on Wednesday to the doctor's for a check up and shots. Not her favorite thing to do, especially with daddy Steve out of town on business, and her own personally painful memory of daily injections from mommy as a child. Ironically, this week is the 30th year anniversary of those growth hormone shots beginning, back in the day when they were experimental and used only for neccessity rather than bolstering muscles and causing scandals by misuse.
So not having seen these baby grandchildren in well over a week, I needed to access and evaluate all of the new happenings in their young lives, as any loving Grammy is wont to do. My innocent question to Aidan, firstborn twin and a bit bigger,[ by nearly 2 pounds as we discovered the following day] was " Aidan do you know what a light is?". He looked a little hesitant and began walking away from the couch where we were seated,trying to SHOW me where the lamp was on the table.He was a bit sluggish, as he has just begun walking upright rather than his months of knee-walking movement.
Evie, to be sure, has been walking like a pro for some time. A split second more quickly however than he could walk, Miss "I will show you I am smarter and faster " Evelyn glanced around the room hitting every single light in the area with her darting eye movements- and her father put in recessed lighting so we are talking LOTS of Lights here! Thankfully, Aidan was oblivious of her subtleties and ambled calmly toward the end table, proudly pointing out for his Grammy the light there, all the while smiling sweetly, unaware of his sister's previous discoveries. But SHE knew, and she knew I knew, that his discovery was second to hers, the knowledge a bit more slowly acquired, and the sharing behind by just a wee bit. But a sister knows and a sister needs to know, a wee bit behind is after all, a wee bit-behind.
The scene that followed was a staged photo shoot by mommy and grammy of the Christmas outfits made lovingly by Nan[the other grandmother]. One must have photos of every occasion and every cute outfit on every occasion for one's Baby Books. I had eight children and there are to this day eight Baby Books, fully recorded and memorialized, so I did my part! We dressed them both quickly and placed them in the white rocking chair with the matching white background and the plan to "hug each other" as they were properly taught by Mother.
First, Aidan looked at the wall, then we turned him around and Evie tried to jump into our arms, then Evie faced the wall, sitting while we tried to get them to stand, then Aidan refused shoes, while Evie wanted to sit, and did not care for hugging Aidan, but Aidan decided he'd had enough of the entire procedure and began stripping off articles of clothing, while Evie decided she was going to prove that she did learn HOW to HUG her Brother, so she began hugging while he began leaving...get the picture?
We put them to bed. We went to bed.
The next time Terrific Tuesday comes along, I am going to vote, stay at work, and leave the mini vacation to the younger generation. They can handle the likes of Miss Evelyn and Mr Aidan, ready and willing to awaken the next day, and the next, and however many next days there are ordained by God and love these babies as the true and wonderful gifts they are.
Amen and amen .
I am going to bed,because this Grammy got tired writing about it.And I didn't even tell you about the doctor's visit!
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magical light, ignite!
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