Dallas left late last night. Thanks to all of you for your words of support and contiuning to visit, even when I was posting next to nothing each day. XOXOXO
I’m sad and lonely. Luckily, I have my children to keep my spirits up.
Taryn and John have a long standing public hatred of each other. Being boy/girl twins is hard. They know all the same people, travel in the same social circles, and know all the details of each other’s lives. (Whether they admit those details to me is another story entirely.)
When they were in kindergarten I went to their school for a lunch with Mom event near the end of the year. Taryn and John were in separate classes so I asked the lunch line volunteer if I could pull John from his class’s line to Taryn’s line so we could all stay together. She looked at me funny and asked, “why?” I told her they were twins, she was shocked. She said she had never seen them play together or even talk to each other all year-long.
Not friends.
Today on the way home from soccer Taryn mentioned a boy. A boy who also happens to be friends with John. Any time she talks about this particular boy John gets all jammed up. He tells her the boy does not like her. Not even a little.
All evidence to the contrary. Tonight there was more. (To save the twins on future therapy bills, I won’t go into details.)
John got really upset. He argued about the perceived attention the boy had paid to his sister. She argued back. It got quite heated.
Finally John said, “He treats girls really bad. He only wants one thing from them – HE TOLD ME SO! He’s a douchebag”
Taryn argued, “But, you treat me like a douchebag all the time!”
“But I’m allowed to treat you like a douchebag. No one else is.”
I breathed a sigh of relief, they don’t hate each other after all!
Then Jackson started yelling douchebag and the moment was over.
Aww! He does love her! I am sure this boy will be the first of many he will try to protect her against!
Uh ohhhh.. I want to hear more about this boy!
And if Taryn and John are anything like my brother and I, they will “hate” each other until they’re not under the same roof. Then they will probably be bff’s. There’s something in the sibling handbook that says it’s not cool to like each other until a certain age..
Aw, man- I believe that is the first douchebag story EVER that nearly made me cry.
That’s awesome. 
Hi, I’m back. (I was here earlier on my phone..)
So sweet, he LOVES her!! And of course Jackson arranged the perfect ending for this post, lol! (He’s my favorite kid..ever.)
Hi, I’m back again…I know, I´m annoying..
I just came back to give you a big hug because of Dallas leaving again, I hope you had a great time together. XOXO
That is a story that brought a tear. Way to go John! So now Jackson can yell douchbag instead of chicken!
Oh, B….I have truly, TRULY missed you! I met boy/girl twins a little while ago – they’re about 10. And it was the same. Really didn’t give too much thought for each other. When asked if they were each other’s best friends, it was a flat no.
But I guess there’s always that protective brother element, isn’t there ?
Oh and in your case, the crazy Jackson element too
Big hugs and I’m here for that Skype…anytime. xxx
Awwwww…brotherly love. Actually very sweet when you least expect it!
Awwww I’m really secretly hoping this is how my two oldest girls feel about each other(bio and bonus) because on all other counts it appears that yes ….they are not friends but if Kenna needed to stick up for Trin I’m sure she would!
Thinking of you today and hoping the next few months are full of more moments of douchebaggery. I loved when my kids had them. They really enjoyed calling each other assholes and all I could do was laugh
Jackson ALWAYS brings it home.
Jackson is so funny. Aw they do love each other. Can we get peas and carrots 2.0 this Halloween?
Awe that’s so sweet!
Love it! My twins (girls) have usually gotten along fairly well together, but there is always that rivalry that rears its ugly head from time to time. I can say they are fiercely protective of each other though.
gotta love the dynamics of siblings. Bless you and Dallas. Hope the R & R was joyful and the rest of the deployment flies by!
Ironically, it was their big brother calling them little farties, that got yelled out in our house!
“But, you treat me like a douchebag all the time!”
Omy goodness.
that is awesome. xx
I volunteer to keep your kids so you and Dallas can have some alone time when he gets back, they are TOO ENTERTAINING. All four of them!
Ha ha! Oh, Lord. I’m so sorry Dallas had to leave again. I can’t even imagine. You are one strong woman, that’s for sure. And the douchebaggery is priceless. At least you know only one boy will get away with being a douchebag to your daughter, and that’s your son. It’s refreshing when you think about it, even if your pre-schoolers do get suspended for language.
I love John! He tried to pretend like he wasn’t being protective- so cute! And I love your title ‘douchebaggery’ Bahahahaha.
Chicken douche bag! Have to hand it to you, douchebaggerie is my new favorite word.
Aww! John’s totally cool. Love this story!
I missed you so. And all the douchebaggery!
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