This week should be interesting.
This week is a regular week of school for my kids. Plus we have SMART Class and an orthodontist evaluation and more extra classes and piano.
This week I had to cancel Claire's urology appointment.....'cause ummmm, single parent here, and I can't do it all.
This week will be interesting.
This week I will wallow in memories of the days when I had two sweet little guys. I will commemorate the first 12 years of their lives on this very blog....you get to indulge me.
I know you are thrilled.
And, on Friday of this week....yes, on Friday the 13th, my twins will be 13!
This week my boys will become teenagers. I don't even like to say that word. The "T" word. But, it will happen whether I like it or not.
That bridge will be crossed and there will be no going back. Will they be amazing young men? Yes, I think so. And, they are ready.....I'm not.
This week I will get over that.
This week, after watching the home movies and skipping down memory lane for a few days, I will put on my big girl panties and deal with it.
This week, my amazing boys will turn 13 and I get to be the proud mother of two teenage boys.
But first, this week, I will share some of my favorite memories with you. 'Cause I'm sweet that way!
This picture was taken in the hospital, when Noah finally got to come out of the nursery after days of being on monitor. My parent's are holding them....together again. Parker is on the left and Noah on right. Yes, I'm sure!
The day they go home from the hospital!
The day they go home from the hospital!
Parker and Noah, just a few weeks old, with their triplet, Megan! I love this picture!
My tiny little boys
My mother with.....ummmm, a boy. I will admit, that I don't know which child is which in every single picture. Most, but not every.single.one. Too late to worry about
Paul with Parker, Mark with Megan, and my Dad with Noah.
I just think this is a sweet picture. The boys were so teeny tiny and cuddly.
Daddy with his boys!
Grandma Gour is no longer with us and my grandmother is....but she isn't. So this picture is dear to me.
The boys have two sets of amazing God Parents! This is Becky with Parker and Kip holding Noah.
And, in this one Carmel has Parker and Tom has Noah. We chose the people we did because they are wonderful examples of faithful people.
Lizze and her boys at Easter. She had her hands full!
No idea why I like this, I just do. It reminds me of how I had to carry them places. Imagine toting both these car seats around! When I would take them to the doctor I had to get both seats out, but they were too heavy for me to carry them both for long. The office was not close to the parking lot. So, I would walk one car seat a few steps, put it down, go back for the other one and walk it a few steps past the first one, go back for the first one and so on. Sounds funny now! Even I laugh now. Not funny then.
Noah and Parker
This was before we started dressing Noah in all the red clothes and Parker in all the blue clothes. We started that so others had a better chance of telling them apart!
Parker is on the left this time and Noah on the right.
Wild man! Noah would get in this Johnny jump-up and jump himself silly!
This picture makes me laugh! The things we did for our kids. The boys hated textures and would shiver when they touched sand, so we brought the little pool for them to play in at the beach. Now, if one of my kids had this issue, I'd probably plop them down in the sand and tell them to get over it....but those guys were my first, so I drug the pool out to the beach!
Sweetness! That is Parker sleeping and Noah not....of course.
The double trouble stroller. I still have it. Why? Who knows. But, that thing was a pain.
Having twins was a dream come true for me. Most people think I'm nuts, but I prayed for them! And I was thrilled that they were boys. Having them was a lot of work, but it was a lot of fun too!
Tomorrow I'll try to share some stories. Because, I got stories!