Monday, March 16, 2009

double trouble

don't get excited. i realize i've passed my posting limit of 3 in one week....i won't be keeping this up, but i had something i thought you'd want to read...

as most of you know, we're often asked if our girls are twins. haven't heard the story? try reading here, here, here or here.

last week was no exception, but there was a twist to this story. as you read from last week, i took a trip to the western warehouse sale. they have the racecar shopping carts for the kids to sit in, so off we went. actually, avery started out pushing her own mini shopping cart while addison sat in the racecar...but the mini cart quickly lost it's luster and in the car she hopped. so we're strolling around, following the arrows - because back in the warehouse it's one way and slightly narrow in places - when i forget that i needed something i already passed. so i just turned around. there was no one coming at me so i thought i could go the wrong way down a one way street (also not the first time i've done this). as i round the corner i nearly run into a mom pushing a side-by-side stroller (really, at the warehouse sale?? a side-by-side?) and in it sat what were obviously twins. i smiled, apologized, backed up and went around the correct way. i didn't comment on her children because i just really don't do that and because i'm sure she gets the "are they twins" (and rightfully so) all the time. anyway....

a few minutes later we run into each other again and our kids are facing each other. this mom of twins looks at my girls (who are sitting beside each other and wearing the same thing) and said "awww, are they twins?" i think i just shook my head and swallowed the sarcasm i wanted to use. really, you're a mom of twins. can't YOU tell? i laughed to myself and went on about my way.

later that night we went to visit a family member in the hospital and as we were getting on the elevator a lady got off and tapped her husband on the shoulder and said, "look at those twins." as the elevator door closed i wanted to shout down the hallway, "THEY'RE NOT TWINS."

i know what you're thinking....shame on me for dressing them alike. whatever - these girls don't even look like they could, for a second, be twins. and i have the picture to prove it. i took a picture after the warehouse sale of them, side-by-side and in the same clothes. now you tell me....are they twins?

8 comments:

Gina said...

I'll never figure out why people think they are twins...glasses people - get glasses!

Rachael said...

I have to admit that Addison looks more and more like Avery the older that she gets, but they still don't look like they could possibly be twins. They are OBVIOUSLY quite a distance apart in age...anybody can see that! CRAZY! Good for you for having some self-control and not being sarcastic with people...I don't know if I could do that! :)

Jeremy and Michelle said...

You are cracking me up! Maybe you should get them shirts that say "big sis, little sis"!

Unknown said...

I have one to add to Michell's suggestion, make them t-shirts that say " I am not a twin "!

Wade and Kathy Hammond said...

Next time, and you know there will be, tell them "this is what fetal growth restriction looks like."

Fuller Family said...

Thats funny. When I was at the warehouse sale in the big freezer a woman looked at me and said "a baby in the freezer...really?" I wanted to say - you have a better idea?!?! To my credit I quickly got my stuff and he was covered with a blanket. Wonder if it was the same woman since we were there at the same time! That would be funny.

Corey said...

I would be as frustrated as you are! Why does matching outfits automatically mean they are twins!! You tell the stories so well I almost feel as irritated as you must feel. They definitely are not the same age!! But very gorgeous!!

Maegan Roper said...

Lindsey and I had shirts one time that said "Nope. We just look alike." I can't remember where we purchased them, but perhaps something similar would be a good investment for your 2 cuties :) But then again, the comical moments end. Where's the fun in that?? :) Oh, the stories you'll be able to tell them one day... ;)