I have heard this question so many times it almost makes me wanna barf. However, I guess I could sorta see why there would be a question to so many people since Lucas is a good 5 pounds heavier than Ashlee. Ashlee has fiery red hair and Lucas is blond.
When I say, "Yes, they are twins," almost 95% of the time the very next question, from this complete stranger, is
"Are they identical?"
Sometimes, it's hard for me not to laugh out loud. If you are wondering why I would be laughing, let me explain. Ashlee is a girl, Lucas is a boy....that would make them opposite. Identical means EXACTLY alike.
If you didn't know that, don't feel bad, I didn't think about it either, until I had twins.
On Tuesday night Luke took me out for dinner for my birthday. To make it easier on our favorite baby sitter, we took Baby D and Baby Girl with us.
On the way, we joked about how funny it was that we considered two infants a "break." Two years ago, we took the twins (who were about 5 months-ish old) and Elizabeth (who was just over 2 years) and went out to dinner. At that time, Luke and I both swore we'd never take two infants into a restaurant again. Guess things change.
As we were walking in the door of my favorite seafood place, Luke toting Baby D's carrier and me with Baby Girl, we hear someone say
"Oh look! Twins!"
Clearly, they didn't have a clear view of the children we had with us. But then, someone said it again...
"Are they twins?" I look around thinking that surely they CAN'T be talking to us. Let me explain, incase you don't get it.
Baby D is a fat, roly-poly 4 month old boy with BIG blue eyes. Baby Girl is a 1 week old, (just under 6 pounds) girl with DARK SKIN, and a full head of beautiful, jet-black hair.
There is a slim-to-none chance that they could be twins.
As we sit down at our table our waitress comes over and in the perkiest of voices says,
"Hi I'm Jennifer, I'll be taking good care of you tonight."
As she takes our drink order, she looks at Baby D. We got the usual,
"Awwwww, he's so cute." But then, as she starts to look over to the other infant carrier, we got the funniest response yet.
Waitress Jennifer (poor girl) says,
"Oh! Two babies, are they twins (at this point she SEES Baby Girl.)
She mutters out something like,
Uh...., I, Uh...., am Jennifer, I'll be taking care of you. Uh...., I'll, uh, be right back with those waters."
Luke and I are laughing hysterically. Poor girl.
You know, now that I think about it, when I was pregnant with the twins and reading a bazillion books on twin pregnancy, I think I read somewhere that a woman had gotten pregnant with twins by two different men. Guess you never know...
When I say, "Yes, they are twins," almost 95% of the time the very next question, from this complete stranger, is
"Are they identical?"
Sometimes, it's hard for me not to laugh out loud. If you are wondering why I would be laughing, let me explain. Ashlee is a girl, Lucas is a boy....that would make them opposite. Identical means EXACTLY alike.
If you didn't know that, don't feel bad, I didn't think about it either, until I had twins.
On Tuesday night Luke took me out for dinner for my birthday. To make it easier on our favorite baby sitter, we took Baby D and Baby Girl with us.
On the way, we joked about how funny it was that we considered two infants a "break." Two years ago, we took the twins (who were about 5 months-ish old) and Elizabeth (who was just over 2 years) and went out to dinner. At that time, Luke and I both swore we'd never take two infants into a restaurant again. Guess things change.
As we were walking in the door of my favorite seafood place, Luke toting Baby D's carrier and me with Baby Girl, we hear someone say
"Oh look! Twins!"
Clearly, they didn't have a clear view of the children we had with us. But then, someone said it again...
"Are they twins?" I look around thinking that surely they CAN'T be talking to us. Let me explain, incase you don't get it.
Baby D is a fat, roly-poly 4 month old boy with BIG blue eyes. Baby Girl is a 1 week old, (just under 6 pounds) girl with DARK SKIN, and a full head of beautiful, jet-black hair.
There is a slim-to-none chance that they could be twins.
As we sit down at our table our waitress comes over and in the perkiest of voices says,
"Hi I'm Jennifer, I'll be taking good care of you tonight."
As she takes our drink order, she looks at Baby D. We got the usual,
"Awwwww, he's so cute." But then, as she starts to look over to the other infant carrier, we got the funniest response yet.
Waitress Jennifer (poor girl) says,
"Oh! Two babies, are they twins (at this point she SEES Baby Girl.)
She mutters out something like,
Uh...., I, Uh...., am Jennifer, I'll be taking care of you. Uh...., I'll, uh, be right back with those waters."
Luke and I are laughing hysterically. Poor girl.
You know, now that I think about it, when I was pregnant with the twins and reading a bazillion books on twin pregnancy, I think I read somewhere that a woman had gotten pregnant with twins by two different men. Guess you never know...