Before I get into Twins Days, let me give you a little background on the night before…
When my 4-year-old and I got back from swimming, the twins were sprawled out on the bed. Neither in the pack ‘n play or the little tent. Of course, both woke up when we tried to climb quietly into bed. And of course, everyone wanted to sleep with Mama. Daddy was in a bed all by himself. Hmmm.
Luckily, the 4-year-old got hot, and moved to the other bed with Daddy.
My little guy slept nicely, but my big guy kept waking up. So, let’s just say someone else didn’t get much sleep either. By the time he was in a sound sleep, it was time to wake up. His brother took care of that by rolling on top of him and yelling, “HELLO,” at the top of his lungs.
We were supposed to meet everyone from the TTTS Foundation for the parade at 7:30 am. Twins Days has an opening parade, in which different groups and twins dress up and march to the Fest. We were supposed to help blow up balloons and make signs to spread awareness. That didn’t happen. Not even close.
By the time we ate, got everyone dressed, strapped into the car, parked the car, and strapped 2 screaming children into their stroller, it was past 9 am…when the parade started.
We raced as fast as we could to the beginning of the parade, and asked someone to help us find our group. The volunteer told us they were just a few blocks up, and it was moving slow, so we’d be able to catch them. No problem.
About a 10 miles later, sweat drenched and out of breath, we made it.
Even though we were exhausted, crabby, sweaty, (and did I mention out of breath,) it was really cool to be a part of the parade. We were surrounded by people supporting the TTTS Foundation with their blue shirts, daisies in their hair, and balloons everywhere. Tons of people stopped us to ask, “What is TTTS?” It felt great to spread some more awareness to this terrible disease.
The end of the parade led us right into Twins Days, so stay tuned for tomorrow’s post.