Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Weirdest. Day. Ever.

In all the days and all the weeks and all the months that these lovely little girls have been with us, yesterday was by far, the weirdest day ever.

It was right after their afternoon snack. They were quietly playing in their room when Claire started crying -- like I-just-fell-down-and-broke-my-arm kind of crying. I ran in there and assessed any possible injuries. All limbs were attached. No blood. No bruises. No swollen parts.

When I picked her up to hold her, she laid her head on my chest and cried. And cried. And cried. And then Grace started crying. And I called Scott in for backup.

They both felt feverish, so we took them into our room and I had both girls on my lap while Scott went to fetch tissues. All the sudden, Claire throws up. On me. I could still see grapes. Gross.

They both started crying even harder. We changed clothes, Scott took Claire, I took Grace and we laid down on the bed.

This is where it gets really weird.

Keeping in mind, that these girls rarely (as in, next to never) lay down outside of nap/bedtime. If they do lay down, they cuddle with a pillow or a blanket for 7 seconds and then pop back up.

But yesterday was different. It was about 6 p.m. They just laid down on our chests and stayed like that for 15 minutes. For 15 minutes, they were completely still. Just breathing and blinking. And then they slowly fell asleep. During the middle of the evening. Nearly simultaneously.

We slowly, carefully turned out heads to each other. Bewilderment is the only word to describe our thoughts.

We went from fine to meltdown city to asleep in about 17 minutes.

They slept for about 30 minutes, woke up nearly simultaneously and then we finished the rest of the evening.

Weirdest. Day. Ever.

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