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Topic: Sibling(s) (05/01/08)
Twin sisters, in the heat of their terrible-two’s, fight over Mom’s affection, fight Mom to get to Dad, fight Brother to get into his stuff. They fight each other over stuffed animals, and they smack each other over M&M’s . . .
One stops when the other is down; stops to pick her up again. One cries when the other is feeling low, and pats her on the back cooing, “It’s okay, Sissy. It’s okay.” They can understand each other’s toddler babble, and seem to read each other’s thoughts.
And all along Mom wonders what God had in mind when he knit them together in her womb. She sighs and cleans up the mess when they fight over chocolate milk, and she encourages them when they agree to share.
Flesh is strong, and seeks to corrupt us all. These two precious souls where created for a unique purpose; created together at the same exact time. What that purpose truly is, only God can reveal. But Mom and Dad know they were also created to love each other; built-in best friends forever.
Life’s challenges are hard. As Mom folds the laundry and puts away all the matching sweaters and the matching pants she whispers a silent prayer not only for the twins, but for their brother too. “Love each other. Please, love each other. You were created for this.”
Chubby faces covered with spaghetti sauce laugh and toss pasta at each other as the dog gratefully licks up the mess. One stops to kiss the animal, getting fur all over her wet face, and making Mom come running with the washcloth. The other takes advantage and spills all her sister’s remaining food onto the floor, then laughs when the dog turns to gulp it up. And there they go again, crying, fighting; the true fleshly nature revealed.
Mom and Dad cry too, “Love each other. Please, love each other. You were created for this.”
Mom scoops up one sister. Dad scoops up the other. The toddler squirms in Mom’s arms, round and soft and smelling like dinner. The little ones are cleaned-up and put into fresh clothes, laughing as their tummies are tickled and the little piggy goes to market.
No sooner are they released than are they off to Brother’s room, raiding his collection of matchbox cars faster than he can possibly keep up with them.
“He’ll be in trouble when they’re teenagers,” Dad says.
Mom nods and sighs. “Yeah, but so will their boyfriends. Brother will watch out for them.”
At the mention of anyone male--and not related-- anywhere near his daughters, Dad blanches and quickly mumbles something about having to change the oil in the car.
Mom removes a toddler’s fist from her brother’s hair. “Love each other,” she chides them, “like He first loved you.”
Not understanding the depth of her plea the twins scamper playfully out of the room. Brother picks up the mess they leave behind, grumbling all the while. Mom stops to help, but is soon distracted by the sound of breaking glass and a yelping dog.
Brother folds his arms over his little chest. “I’m not cleaning up that mess. I didn’t make it, and it’s not my stuff.”
Mom would like to remind him that they are a family and family’s work together, but there isn’t time. The little ones are alone with broken glass, and she has to run.
So she prays instead, knowing that somehow, in all His glory and wisdom He will find a way to teach her children what she can’t, in a way she never could.
“Love each other. Please, love each other. You were created for this . . .”
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Sara Harricharan
05/08/08
This strikes me as being completely random about these two sisters. I can sense there is a good relationship that will be between them as they get older,

but I liked the character of the Mother most, especially her repeating line of "Love each other, please love each other you were created for this..."

Great job-I liked it.
Tessy Fuller
05/08/08
As a mother of one year old twins I completely related to this article. My husband recently described our parenting roles as "Constantly putting out fires." I would work on getting your spacing in there and organzie your paragraphs a bit more to make it read nicer.
R. E.
05/08/08
Cute title. Definitely stood out of the list--it grabbed my attention enough to click on your article and read it (always a good thing :-D ). Nice job.
Debbie Wistrom
05/09/08
I love your style here. I was pulled into the prayer of the mom.

Lollie Hofer 
05/15/08
I like the pace of your story, it's fast just like those busy little girls. I also can relate...I babysit my two granddaughters who are three months apart in age. They're 3 years old now and, along with my 18 months old grandson, keep me hopping. As they have gotten older, the fights have lessened. Hallelujah! I too sugget that you work on separating paragraphs and organizing your events a little more. Lots of creativity though. You'll do great!
Ruth Howard
05/15/08
Enjoyed the story - the pace was good and I liked the lesson.
I noticed a couple of spelling errors and I agree with the other comments, putting some spaces in between paragraphs could make it an easier read.

But, keep up the writing! : )