Monday, winter 2010.
Having many children means many worries and sleepless nights, but it also means many blessings, cakes and birthday parties. At Summer Hill 15, we spend almost half of the months celebrating! First comes my own birthday and then two weeks later it’s Leighton’s. A season later it’s the girls turn and ending the birthday parade comes Renzo and the twin boys.
So don’t be surprised, dear diary, if I so often come to you to tell about friends gatherings, ballons and piñatas. I was still adapting myself to the fact that I now have teenagers at home – and being speechless most of the times when Antonia stayed wandering the city center after her curfew or when Clara sighed for no reason – when I realized the day has come to the twin boys. Maximiliano was far ahead of Tomas in knowledge and social skills; being easier to pacify, he learned how to walk, talk and use the potty before his brother. In fact, until the eve of their birthday I was still battling with Tomas to stop screaming and start using language to ask for his formula bottle. It’s not like Tomas isn’t clever: he can clearly talk – as I caught him angrily muttering with his blocks – but he still prefers to bother us when he wants something instead of politely ask for it.
We threw a small party on Sunday inviting Megan Goddard, a friend of the girls from high school, my old, dear and naive friend Jamie Jolina and also Monika Page, with her two children, Kyle and Angelica. This time, Sam didn’t show up, but since he was never too connected to the boys, I wasn’t surprised. Leighton missed most of the party because of game that his team ended loosing, but made it to the “Happy birthday to you”!
After the guests left, we revealed the boys’ gift: a brand new computer and a metal desk to their room. In fact, the gift contemplated not only the birthday-twins but also our Renzo, who had been facing annoying months sharing the room with two toddlers. Sometimes he even escaped to sleep in the master bedroom…
I hope the new furniture arrangement and the older age of Maximiliano and Tomas put an end on it. I also hope that the older age eases the temper of my youngest, Tomas… Will it happen, diary?