Day: February 25, 2019

There, that was a rush of posts, but after so long away (I’d go into details as to why, but really I’ll sum it up by saying “mental health is hard and mine is just bad”), I really wanted to get it over with with that part of Hannah’s life. Spoiler alert, she’s moving in the next post, and we’re starting a brand new chapter.

A billion things happen which I can’t WAIT to start writing about, we were overdue for catching up. Like, way overdue.

Like, I’m-currently-playing-with-the-next-generation overdue.

So again, very sorry for all this time away. 

Also here’s a little peek at the near future.

The Fun Part of Birthdays

The presents are (mostly) a hit! Though from watching Dad walk around with a piece of cake in hand through the whole party, clearly not the best hit of the day.

And Keisha, don’t think I didn’t catch that look.

Oh look, now I’m an overprotective big sister to adults! I guess some things won’t ever change.

Blowing the Candles

I have to imagine blowing your birthday candles at the exact same moment as your twin is an awesome bonding experience from their perspective. From mine, it’s a very, very emotional experience. I saw those two idiots be born, and now they’re both all grow up and all beautiful.

The Birthday Party

Everyone is here. Unlike me, the twins are social butterflies, and even Mom’s old friend Charlotte is around, along with her kid, Patience, who I still don’t like much, but what can you do, apparently she’s sticking around.

And, Amanda and a girl named Keisha are here too. While Amanda and my sister are officially an item, I can’t miss the not-so-subtle way Cyril introduced his other classmate.

Leave me alone, these are my last moments of being an overprotective older sister to teens.

Birthday

Egg Day has come and went, but the celebrations are not over yet. There’s one more thing I have to do with my family.

And it’s one big thing.

When I decided to stay with them, years ago, despite me becoming an adult, despite my job, it was so that I could stay with the twins. ut the day has come now, when they simply won’t need me anymore.

Today, Cyril and Cléo are becoming adults too.

More Flowers

The Flower Bunny leaves after one last rose-scented hug.

Speaking of roses and flowers, Cyril is putting his own spin on the holiday, making the most elaborate of flower arrangements. He’ll make a great gardener soon, I have no doubt about it.

Flying Bunny

I’ve met talking skeletons, used ancient magic relics from long forgotten civilizations, been cursed and blessed by deities, but I can assure you, pushing a giant glowing bunny on a swing has got to be the weirdest thing I’ve ever accomplished in my life.

The Flower Bunny

The Egg Day Gnomes are not the only staple weirdo of the holiday. I see a silhouette clouded in a warm halo of light walking — practically hopping — behind our house. When I walk up to investigate, I meet…

The Flower Bunny.

So of course I invited it to hang out.