I knew they were coming. But it is amazing how the desire for more control in their lives has made the boys begin using pronouns in their speech. Now, when Andrew brings a bag out of the pantry and takes it to Grampa, he says, "I want to open this." He then stands there waiting for Grampa to deliver. How powerful are the words, "I want." It's great to know what you want and not be afraid to ask for it. How interesting and appropriate that the first pronouns are I, my, and mine.
I think the hearts of Grandparents swell twice as big with twins. I know their arms do.
Nathan has gone from calling his brother, "Doo-doo" to "Andrew." We were having lunch the other day, when Nathan flatulated. I said, "Excuuuuse me!" Nathan looked at me and replied "Doodoo tooted." I laughed and thought, "how like a Goedken," and explained it wasn't Andrew it was Nathan. Nathan's face never changed as he said, "Doodoo tooted." I will miss hearing that, but I know Andrew will be relieved not to go through life as "Doo-doo." My name is now "GrammaUp." I am sure I will really miss that when it passes.
Andrew was not sure about the Easter Bunny, but the Bunny knew how to reassure Andrew with a hug.
The boys first Easter Egg hunt. And the best part was the FIRE TRUCK! Andrew was so excited he screamed. Nathan even went inside with GrammaUp.
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