Four Generations

When Jane White married Charles Schott in 1948, she became Grandmother Karen's aunt. For the twins, she is the last of that generation. All of their great-grandparents generation are gone on both sided except for Great-Great Aunt Jane. While in Indianapolis this weekend, we went to Aunt Jane’s home for a visit. She had a bag of really fun toys unlike the ones at our house including a wooden alligator pull toy. She also had a puppy that ate biscuits from our hand. Sandy reconnected with her great-aunt five years ago when Jane traveled to Evansville for our wedding. We last saw her two years ago when Sandy was very pregnant. Everyone looks forward to our next visit.

We have a climber

After arriving home from the birthday party, we congregated briefly in the kitchen to get organized. In the flurry of activity, someone sat Benji down and someone else forgot to watch him for a minute. Noticing one twin missing, a quick search found him climbing the stairs towards his bedroom. Rather than rescuing him, we followed the escapee to see how far he could go on his own. He huffed and puffed and climbed the entire staircase. Daddy opened the door and in he went. At the top he turned and looked down at his open mouthed family. Beads of sweet glistened from his rosy cheeks, and while breathing hard this determined child smiled satisfied at his accomplishment.

Daddy Dave’s growing Birthday Party

I have been very fortunate to have had my parents present at every one of my 46 birthday celebrations. For the last seven birthdays, I’ve been blessed to have had my beautiful wife Sandy in my life and for the last two years my twin sons, Benji and Davey, joined the fun. This year we were also honored to have my wonderful in-laws here from Florida for the party. We chose The Olive Garden Restaurant for the celebration, and our party of eight was seated in the room’s center section insuring the toddlers would have plenty of people to entertain. Each birthday just gets better and better.

Just my size

Sometimes, some spaces are just too big. It can be spooky exposed out in the open like that. When I get that feeling, I find smaller spaces help me feel more secure. Little boys like getting into little spaces and playing or hiding. Benji and I have explored every square inch of the Big Blue room and found some spaces are just too small for us, like under the couch or in the megi-blocks box. But we have found a number of other places, like under the desk, or under the cribs, or beside the couch just right size for guys our size to hang out.

Read to me please

Mommy and Daddy Dave had an appointment in Nashville Tuesday, and the boys were left, literally, in the capable hands of Grandmother and Grandfather Roe. The Grands arrived Sunday from Florida for a week long visit. “Amazing” was their response to Benji and Trey Davey’s advancements since our last visit with them over New Years. Each commented that they noticed significant development in both boy’s motor skills and command recognition. When asked, the toddlers understood an object request and easily picked it up and delivered it to the adult. Likewise, both grandparents understood what each boy wanted when handed a book and patted on the knee.

What a contrast

We visited Dr. Neel’s office Monday for our 15 month check up examination. This photo taken in his waiting room really illustrates the boys’ rapid growth and advancement. In the background is a mother holding her two-week old baby girl. The infant weighs just 6 lbs, approximately the same as the boys did at their two-week visit just over a year ago. Since then the boys have grown nearly 500% heavier and 65% longer. Where we used to rock them to sleep in their baby seats while waiting to see the doctor, we now watch them walk over to the table, sit down and play quietly while waiting for their turn.

Twins like us only different

Yesterday morning Mom left very early to go work in the “Mothers of Multiples” rummage sale. After Daddy Dave fed us breakfast and gave us a bath, we dressed and cruised down to the sale to visit mommy. By the time we got there all the cool toys were gone and all that was left were dumb old clothes. We learned later that mommy bought us a few cool toys early before someone else could get them. While we were strolling around the clothing racks we ran into these three pretty little sisters. The two youngest were twins like us, but a little older. We’d met them once before at a restaurant, so it was nice seeing them again.