The Ilagan Twins celebrated their 8th birthday recently, and I’m just now getting around to posting the pictures from a gathering at my parents’ home. They were born at the tail-end of March, but we hadn’t been able to get together until a few weeks afterward, when the weather was only slightly better. That didn’t dampen the spirits, or the possibility of heading outside for some rambunctious fun before and after the dinner festivities.
I still remember the rainy day on which they were born. Andy and I got the call that afternoon and after work we drove to the hospital to meet our new niece and nephew. We were instantly smitten, and since that time we’ve watched and played a small part in their childhood evolution.
If we haven’t seen them in a few weeks, as was the case this time, I marvel at how much, and how quickly, they’ve changed.
They are eight now, and the days are flying by.
This is the time to catch them and make memories – just as they are starting to make ones that they will remember into adulthood. There’s something exciting in that. Dangerous too, if you’re not careful. Children will listen.
The sun stayed outside while we went in for dinner…
