Letter to Santa
Dear Santa,
I know that you are a busy man.
I know that you have a lot of responsibility on your shoulders.
You've got lists to check and presents to deliver.
You've got elves to organize and chimneys to squeeze through.
And I won't even mention the weather.
But if you ever come to my house again...
with two presents that are not exactly alike...
I will personally come up to the North Pole and kick your ass.
Happy holidays,
The Dad
Amen brother, amen. Someone bought my two ONE toy vacuum. Idiot.
Posted by: Kate | December 26, 2006 at 11:53 AM
On second thought, THIS is my favorite post ever. Your girls have managed to replicate exactly what happened ALL DAY LONG in our house yesterday. Merry Christmas!
Posted by: EOMama | December 26, 2006 at 12:12 PM
I wish I didn't know how you felt that day. *sigh*
Posted by: Dona | December 26, 2006 at 05:40 PM
Does the twin in the red skirt always win?
Just curious.
Posted by: Liza | December 26, 2006 at 08:57 PM
Love the pictures. This happens to us, on occasion, and I don't have twins! :)
Posted by: Cynthia | December 26, 2006 at 10:16 PM
Ain't that the truth. I did not understand until I had the twins how true this is. The only thing is, that after the first few days - you only need one, since the novelty has worn off!
Posted by: Tracy | December 27, 2006 at 12:20 PM
Oh yeah. We got ONE stroller.
I'll be visiting Toys R Us tomorrow.
Posted by: Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah | December 27, 2006 at 01:06 PM
In our house even if you have two matching toys, they still fight over them. My baby B is usually the winner most of the time.
Posted by: Tammy | December 27, 2006 at 03:25 PM
That's true in our house also, Tammy! Except our Baby B is only the winner if she bites her sister. Good times.
Posted by: EOMama | December 27, 2006 at 04:34 PM
This should be the picture on the twin books, not the cute ones of them holding hands.
Posted by: Debbie | December 27, 2006 at 04:35 PM
Came here from Sarah and The Goon Squad, your girls are adorable!
Posted by: Elizabeth | December 28, 2006 at 09:17 PM
brilliantly, succinctly, entertainingly put. this is the story of my life (with 4 year old twins). thanks for the excellent camaraderie-generated laugh!
Posted by: laurie | December 29, 2006 at 10:04 AM
Perfect union of image and text! O how poignant, the silent cry for help, from blue-skirt twin, in image #3. Like, "A little help!" Her look in the last image seems for sure to be an appeal to the ref.
Posted by: Polly | December 29, 2006 at 11:16 PM
"Poignant"? "Silent"? Pshaw!
Although I should mention that it was my brother, not I, who witnessed and recorded this particular altercation. I was probably in the kitchen freshening up my eggnog.
Posted by: The Dad | December 30, 2006 at 09:30 AM
And what you are calling 'an appeal to the ref' was more likely a survey of the surroundings for something heavy but wieldable.
Posted by: The Dad | December 30, 2006 at 09:33 AM
I have a two year old and a four and a half year old and even they fight like this over toys. Next year, we are just going to Disney and forgoing the toys all together. By the way, I am ALMOST through the archives! Yippee.
Posted by: Erika | January 09, 2007 at 04:13 PM