Tuesday, April 21, 2009
This morning the boys were playing in our living room (which by the way has no furniture...just some of their toys). Daniel was walking around with some toy and Ben was army-crawling / rolling around as usual. I was sitting on the step with my morning coffee observing. I started wishing that Ben could walk around like Daniel and thought about how cute they would be both toddling around at this age. Then the tears started. And this time the tears weren't for Ben. They were for me. It wasn't the typical teary moment that I normally have where I mourn for Ben. I was mourning for me. I was sad that I won't ever get to see my 19-month old twins toddling around together. Yes, someday Ben will likely walk. But I will never see my boys learning to walk together.