The twins are back! And a bit bored. They wanna play. Wanna help them look for the eskimo, hidden in this pic?
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Oh separation!
Lea wasn’t feeling too well for a while. Neither was I. And then there was Mara who wasn’t too happy about us not feeling well. Lots of sleepless nights in a row didn’t make it any better.
Eventually this all led to a point where I called for backup. Which meant Lea would spend a night at grandma & grandpa who live nearby. Mara stayed with me.
Oh separation! Tragically heartbreaking. However, it must be said we all got a good night’s sleep. Finally.
Next day we made sure the twins were reunited as soon as they had woken up. A reunion that wasn’t anything like I had imagined…
Lea didn’t even notice Mara when she entered the room. Mara seem to think: let’s get the heck outta here!
So probably:
1. twins love to get undivided attention.
2. toddlers have their own way of showing how much they missed each other
The secret society
Twug time!
Always look on the bright side of twins
Tennis, twinnies… what’s in a twug?
And then there were two. Two twugs. A month ago Suzanne won the first twug.
The second twug is in the making. In this twog I’ll give you sneak preview!
Corry was the lucky one. She’s one of our twog-followers and therefore automatically a contestant in the WuzzelTwins Twug-lottery. The twins decided in their own way Corry should have the twug.
A quick glimpse on her Facebook-page taught me Corry really loves to play tennis. With that in mind I came up with this:
The twug is gonna look… well… twuggy. I hope Corry and her new twug are gonna be best buddies.
What’s that? You want your own twug, like Corry?
OK. At the end of this month there will be another lottery. All you have to do is start following this twog by leaving your email address in the ‘Follow this awesome twog’-box. If you’re already a follower, you’re automatically a contestant. You don’t have to do anything. Unless…
… you wanna have a better chance to win:
1. Tell your friends to follow this awesome twog too.
2. Once they’ve actually hit the Following-button, make sure you leave their names in the comments below, so I’ll know it was you who promoted my twog to them.
Let’s say I get 2 more followers thanks to you: mister X and mister Y. In that case, as a thank you I’ll write down your name on two more pieces of paper to put in the lottery-bowl. Which evidently will increase your chance to win enormously. Mister X and mister Y will of course also automatically become contestants themselves. Their names will be put in the bowl only once. Unless they follow the same procedure as described above.
Easy peasy. Happy Twog/Twug Tuesday everyone!
And the (t)winner is…
To twug or not to twug. That’s the question.
Anyway, the WuzzelTwins have decided your fate… Are you the lucky one? Will you be drinking out of your own twug soon?
Check this video and find out:
The fun has only just begun
If you ask me, a baby monitor with camera is an absolute MUST, especially when you have twins. And here’s why:
They’re always communicating. One way or another. Once we’ve put them to bed at night, they refuse to sleep within the hour. But come to think of it, I can hardly blame them. Would you go to sleep if you had a super funny twin sister who kept you company at night?
As the baby monitor will never fail to entertain us, we don’t even need to turn on our tv anymore. Just watching our twins is more than enough to make us laugh. Until they finally fall asleep that is. But that’s only a matter of time…
I’ll try and capture more of these little twin tales on screen in the near future.
By the way: in the morning they let us know they’re awake by jiggling the Ikea step stool back and forth. Just like you can see in the first video. The squeaking sound of it really sets your teeth on edge… aaaargh!! But hey, well, maybe it’s just a temporary thing. And it sure beats the sound of crying twins.
Have a good weekend everyone!
Blood relatives
Today’s a special day. Exactly 38 years ago I was adopted from Indonesia, at the age of only 5 months. From that time I grew up with my adoptive family. We lived in a small village in the south of The Netherlands.
I got used to not having anyone around who in some way looks like me. I don’t have my mother’s eyes, I don’t have my father’s nose. That’s just how it is. Sometimes people would say: “You look like your brother!” Uh yeah… my parents adopted him also indeed… but he’s VIETNAMESE. So I guess they just meant he and I are both Asian. Whatever. It’s obviously not the same.
Which makes having children of my own now all the more special. Seeing pieces of myself for the first time in another human being. In two human beings even. So please don’t ever hesitate to tell me, when you think the twins look like me. I simply love it.
From now on August 24th will no longer be just a celebration of getting adopted and growing up in this beautiful country with parents who gave me more than I could ask for. To me it will also be a day of honoring my blood relatives. Not only the ones living here – my beautiful twins – but the ones in Indonesia as well.