Julie Lyles Carr: Twinkie Me, Twinkie You

Monday, July 6, 2009

Twinkie Me, Twinkie You

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My twins aren't exactly...'twin-ie'.
They look nothing alike.

They are boy/girl fraternal.

She outweighed him by two pounds, sporting a full head of dark hair and rolls of fat on her. He was slick bald, wiry and fair .

They kept looking at each other when they were infants as if to say, "And you are.....?"

No apparent special connection, no similar look, no similar coloring. They slept on different schedules, screamed on different schedules.

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Nothing that would mark them as womb mates other than the same birthday and tandem nursing.

Their relationship has grown over the last few months. He calls her "Shishy", she calls him "Bubbie". We hear them in the nursery, passing books back and forth through the slats of their cribs, chatting about 'puppies'.

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And then there's this:

They were sitting on my bed the other day, me with laptop in lap, them amusing themselves by jumping on their knees across my matilisse coverlet. She lets out one of her curdling squeals and strikes a pincer grasp in his general direction. He looks up and responds in kind. She grabs back at him, taking back whatever it is they are tussling over. He snags her arm and grabs her hands, wrestling something from her grasp. At this point, I make a grab for both of them, trying to figure out what it is they are grappling over.

They continue to take swipes at each other, alternating cries of victory and defeat.

And that's when I realize what the competition is about.

An imaginary sticker.

Um-hm.

They are fighting over air.

So I suppose I can add that to their twin experience...they both can hallucinate plastic paper with a gummy back.

And they will fight for the right to hold its air space.

Twins.





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