Last weekend we had the chance to go to the presidential inauguration but first I had to figure out what to do with the twins.
I asked them if they wanted to stay home alone but Chase complained that there would be no one to give him his 15 servings of pumpkin bread each day so that idea was out.
Then I asked my dad who said…
“Sure. I’ll take care of them for a couple days. It’s just two of them.”
That poor man is obviously showing signs of Stockholm syndrome when he considers looking after 2 1/2 year-old twins for 48 hours not so bad.
So Rick and I took our older girls and headed out of town. I was glad to take a trip with 8-year-old Dylan and 6-year-old Summer. It’s always so chaotic around here and this was a real opportunity to spend quality time with them.
Except by the evening of the first day, I noticed something.
They were completely irritating. We stayed in Alexandria, Virginia which is adorable and we decided to walk down King Street to find a restaurant. As we walked, Summer whined, “I AM SO HUNGRY. I AM SO HUNGRY. I AM REALLY STARVING. I NEED TO EAT NOW. ARE WE THERE YET? I AM STARVING TO DEATH.”
Summer is a champion whiner. She could win a Whine Tour de France with no EPO or testosterone.
She complained consistently for a half hour, pretty much ruining our quaint, lovely walk. Finally, we found a restaurant. In which Summer ate almost nothing. That’s how starving she was. But in her defense, restaurant air is very filling these days.
And then they couldn’t sit still, lying on the seats, spilling water and constantly poking and grabbing each other. The couple next to us moved and that’s when I turned to my husband and asked…
“Rick – I love them so much but are they always this annoying?”
“I don’t know. Maybe we never noticed because there is so much going on with the twins.” he responded.
“Or maybe they just become their best selves when they are around their younger siblings because they know we can’t handle four irrational children?” I wondered. Sort of the way Carrie Bradshaw always wondered about things – if she had 4 kids (one with a pumpkin bread addiction) and a dad with Stockholm syndrome.
Over the course of the trip, the girls got a lot better. Of course, Summer did drink about a gallon of water on the way home, which meant we kept having to stop in 20 minute increments to let her pee which does have a tendency to slow down a road trip but again, in her defense, she was very very thirsty.
I would totally take another trip with those two ladies. Maybe one with less water and driving.
Perhaps a day trip.
Or even a nice afternoon.