Best Friends...

Here I am again, months since I have posted anything.  I swore I wouldn't neglect my blog again, but I got busy doing this and that's and my "I WILL blog tonight, well tomorrow night;" has turned into once again MONTHS!!!  Well needless to say I have tons of pictures to show, a million new things to share, and there have been many unrecorded milestones hit.  But here I am, finally, and so unsure of where to even start...

I guess I will give up on getting caught up, maybe I will add a little here and there that are from months previous, but this post is for today!  My plan for my blog has always been to record my thoughts and a few of my favorite pictures (there are way to many to share all my pictures :) ), and publish it for each of my boys.  So here is a very important story I do not want t forget and want to share with the twins someday...

My story starts this fine Spring day about 11:00 am.  We woke up to find that we were about to experience the first warm day of the season, and decided we need not waste this opportunity to get out and enjoy it.  Today was Ethan's first day back from Spring break so he missed out, but me and the twins headed out for the park.  So we arrive at the park, and I tell you this was some of the cutest play and pretending I have ever saw from these two!  They were running up the stairs and over the bridge to the "spooky dark tunnel slide" as fast as their little legs could carry them.  They laughed and had the most adorable conversations about ghosts and spooky this and that's, I was intrigued by where on earth they come up with these great imaginative stories.  I just stood there saying nothing, just listening and watching with the biggest smile, then a little girl came up to play with them.  They did what seem to be some sort of toddler like introductions, very cute, nor me or the girl's father had the slightest clue what they had said to each other but they all seemed to get one another just fine.  Off they went running and carrying on with the spooky ghost and such, running up the stairs and going down the spooky dark tunnel slide, then it happened, Dylan and the little girl ran up the stairs and did not follow Ashton to the dark tunnel slide, but went off in the other direction to another slide.  Ashton made it all the way across and to the slide before he noticed he was all alone, he went down the slide a little less enthusiastically with no stories of ghosts, then up the stairs with a slight pause as he saw Dylan and the little girl playing on the other slide, he carried on to the "dark tunnel" all alone and went down with even less enthusiasm.  This time he did not pop out the bottom and dash to the stairs, but sat their for a moment, then hung his head.  I walked up to him, he looked up, I asked "what baby boy?"  Just sitting there a moment he finally answered in the most sad little tone "Dylan leave me", not even looking up at me.  Heartbreaking, but cute, I walked up to Dylan and told him that brother was feeling a little sad and alone.  Dylan looked at me a bit confused, then ran over to Ashton and grabbed his hand and said,  "I sorry", and pulled him up.  They walked off to the stairs and all played together, but Ashton was not liking sharing the attention of his brother, and now more clear than ever, best friend.  It was a great day full of fun, and no matter how much time I spend with my boys, they never run out of ways to show me that I truly am blessed to have twins.  There will always be a special connection with them, and no matter how much they may fight some days, they will always be each others best friend for life!  Well that was what was on my mind at the moment, I have so much more to share and no time so I am off for now but hoping to return very soon!!!