Warning: This could be nonsensical as I am tired tonight.
I know I shouldn't let things like this bother me and 90% of the time I don't, but that other 10%...
My Mom and I took the girls for lunch today at a local deli. The girls looked particularly cute today with cute pony tales and cute outfits. The wait staff made quite a fuss over them when we walked in. My Mom and I have an agreement not to get people talking too much or else the barrage of "twin questions" begins. So we were polite and got seated as quick as we could (um, hello, two hungry toddlers is not conducive to standing around chatting). There was one waitress who was very sweet and made a huge fuss over the girls every time she walked by. At one point she asked if "SHE" would like crayons, pointing to Grace. I thought she only said SHE since Gracie was closest. So the waitress came back with one coloring book and one set of crayons. She disappeared before I could ask for another so we just had the girls share. The woman kept talking to Gracie but not Abby.
When we got up to leave she was talking to us about the girls and my Mom mentioned in passing that they were twins. She looked at me puzzled and responded "no they're not". I couldn't stifle the laugh of being told what was what. She proceeded to outline every reason why they couldn't be twins. Everything from the notable size difference to Abby's apparent delays. Just when I was about to either smack her or pull up my shirt to show her my twin stretch marks I just smiled and walked away.
So I'm not sure whether this rant is about the stupidity of some people or how annoying it is becoming that people don't believe the girls are twins. I know Abby is smaller and a little behind but they ARE fraternal twins.
1 comments:
First of all, I am jealous that your girls have pony tales. My twins' hair is not even approaching that length yet.
Second of all, eff that waitress. Chalk it up to immaturity, stupidity and insensitivity. You have every right to be angry, and I would have made some sort of catty comment to her. You have much more patience than I do. I might have said something like "I am glad my daughter isn't old enough to understand what you are saying because it would make her sad."
On a side note, my favorite twin situation is when people ask "Who is the outgoing one?" or "who talks more?" or "who is more athletic?" I'm sorry, but we don't label our children "the faster one" and "the messier one." It drives me crazy when people want me to label them. I usually don't. But sometimes, just to shut people up, I fall into it and then I feel awful and dirty.
And even though my girls are about the same size, people insist one is bigger than the other all the time.
Also, I like when people don't believe me when I say Twin B is a girl. "No! She looks like a little boy!" Right. A little bit dressed in a pink hat and little pants with apples all over them and pink shoes. I THINK i know the sex of my children, thank you very much.
--anon J
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