Last week Tari and I loaded our three toddlers into a minivan for a two-day trip to Louisville, Ky to visit our dear friend and former co-worker Maria, her son, Vincent, and her baby-to-be (who is now here!) Nolan.
Whitney and Lauren running in the backyard
Sophie sharing
Sophie not sharing
(Sophie was so good about sharing toys but God forbid anyone sit in one of Vincent’s child-size chairs. She guarded them always and if she was sitting in one and someone else sat in another she would jump up and push—push!—them off. I hope, after two days of her doing this—and getting in trouble for this—she’ll be better about it in the future.)
Getting a mama and twins to all sit and smile at the same time is not easy.
Vincent had a ton of toys for the girls to play with.
Raiding the snack cabinet
I believe Vincent had a superhero-like name for this outfit. Sadly I forget what it was.
Homeward bound: The girls slept until the last 15 minutes or so. Then Whitney and Lauren started crying, followed by Sophie saying “Babies!” sob. “Babies!” sob. “Babies!” sob.
But all in all I think all the kids had a great time with each other—and I had a great time visiting Tari and Maria, too. Maria, thanks again for having us!
“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, ‘What! You too? I thought I was the only one.” —C.S. Lewis
