Lots of fun as the twins turn 1
It’s hard to believe that it’s already been a whole year since my wife and I brought home our two little bundles of joy, our twin boys, Ethan and Ryan.
Time sure has flown, and at the same time, it’s hard to remember what life was like without the little guys.
Wait, no it isn’t. I remember sleeping in on weekends, sleeping all night long without being woken up, and not changing 374 poopy diapers a week.
But despite those things, I couldn’t imagine life without them, and I cherish each day that I get to spend with them.
Things sure have changed since the last time I wrote about them. “Newborn babies are boring. All they do is sit in one spot. I wish they’d do something.”
Those are the silly sorts of things I said when we brought the boys home. I no longer long for the day when the boys will start moving, because they are definitely mobile now.
They’re not walking yet, but they can sure crawl quickly enough. The word “boring” is no longer in my vocabulary. So far we’ve moved the dog’s water bowl three times because they kept playing in it, spilling water all over the floor. At least we know they’re not afraid of water.
They are also learning a few words. Their official first words were “Quack, quack.” “Duck” also entered their vocabulary pretty early. For a while, everything was a duck, including the little Lou E. Loon stuffed toys my parents bought for them.
“Duck,” Ethan would say as I handed Lou E. to him in the car. I didn’t have the heart to tell him he was wrong.
But now more and more words are coming out of their mouths. Ethan learned “Uh oh,” and will say it anytime he drops something — he typically drops things on purpose, because for some reason this is an absolutely hilarious game to both of the boys.
They also learned the very common baby’s first word: “Dada.” They just recently learned the dog’s name, “Bella,” and they can say “GT,” which is what my mom, Grandma Terry, goes by.
One word they have not said yet, is “Momma.” My wife, Kay, is not exactly distressed about this, but I know she’s a bit disappointed. I mean, they’ve learned the dog’s name, for Pete’s sake.
So the other day I tried to work with them a little bit while they were eating.
“Ryan, say Momma.”
“I’m Dada. Say Momma.”
“No, say Momma.”
“Why won’t you say Momma?”
So as of right now, they still haven’t said Momma. But I’m sure it’s coming soon. It’s possible they have said it, but we couldn’t understand it because they were crying their eyes out. I say that because every time they get really upset, Momma is the only one who can fix it.
We recently celebrated their first birthday with a big party that included a bunch of family. The boys received so many great gifts that I’m certain we’re going to have to build an extra room on the house to store them. The boys were thrilled, of course. Not with the presents, but with all the great boxes they had to play with.