So, as I was sitting on my bed watching my energetic 2-year old daughter giggling and laughing with her daddy...I thought it was high time I actually get and keep this blog going. The twins are starting to say SO much that I can't bear to not have it written down somewhere. So....here it goes...
Today was Easter Sunday...this is the first year the twins were really excited about the whole ordeal....this is their 3rd Easter...
We had baskets this morning and then an egg hunt later in the yard and they thought it was so cool they could eat candy all day and destroy the house and we didn't say a word. It was amazing to see them so happy...we can't do it everyday, but it was awesome nonetheless.
Once they hit 2 (almost 2 months ago) they have spoken in complete sentences...they keep talking better and better every day...every moment. It's incredible and brings a HUGE smile to my face. They have an amazing vocabulary and wonderful reasoning and language skills.
Today Leon was on top of my trunk and Michael told him to get down...when he didn't Michael laughed and said 'get down and I'll give you a cookie'...Leon looked at Michael and said 'NO! I want a drink'...we had to explain to Leon that it was just too late for that. Later Delilah asked for something to drink and we had to explain the whole thing over again. lol It was incredible to me that they were asking for things to drink!
They are growing up before my eyes and it's amazing! I love those two crazy monsters more than I could ever put into simple words and to see them learn, grow, and understand is INCREDIBLE. (I realize I keep saying that but they keep me amazed.) I think part of this amazement is knowing 1. how hard they worked to get here and 2. how far advanced they are.
They have had a specialist come to our house everyday for the past year. She left at the end of February because she went on maternity leave...we then got a speech therapist for the remainder of the time before their evaluation....where they were deemed 'too advanced for the program'....very sad/happy moment for me. I cried knowing I was probably never going to see our amazing specialist but so happy knowing they had worked so hard and had accomplished so much. (At 15 months old, Delilah tested at 9 months and Leon tested at 12 months...they were only allowed to test no less than 13 months to still be within their normal range...that scared me more than I can ever say...but then we kicked all that in the butt and not only because 'normal' but surpassed it!)
Sorry if this first post is a little spazzing...I'll try controlling it better next time. :)
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