I currently have two one year olds living under my roof.
My Irish twins are both one year old for about two weeks.
This is how it will forever be. The little girls will always be the same age for two whole weeks.
A year ago, that freaked me out.
This year, it's kind of funny.
Only God in his infinite wisdom (and Divine sense of humor) could have come up with something this good.
Blessed we are, don't you think?
Blessed because we get to treasure precious birthdays two more times than we thought we would.
Blessed because we get to laugh at silly girly faces. Times two.
And watch as that baby wonders what on earth we are doing singing and putting fire in front of her.
Blessed that a big brother has another little sister to look up to him (although he doesn't think it's so great, right now at least).
Blessed for lots of birthdays and lots of cake that we'll consume times two, every February.
Who couldn't help but smile at that?