Frustrations are always followed by sweet moments

Today I got a little frustrated. It was stupid, really. Logan, Taylor, and I were in my parents' kitchen when I saw a squirrel out the window. I told the boys to look outside and pointed to the squirrel. Not only did they not look outside, but they didn't even seem to listen to me.

I talk a lot to Logan and Taylor in order to increases their verbal skills, but sometimes my time and efforts seem to go to waste. They don't repeat words or sounds, like "dog" or "moo." They don't respond to questions or comments, like "Where is mommy?" or "Let's go get your shoes." And although I'm pretty sure they know the meaning of "no," they rarely obey.So although I feel like I understand them most of the time, like when they're trying to tell me that they are hungry, thirsty, or tired, I wish they would at least attempt to use words. I also wish they know what the heck I'm saying when I'm saying it. I know that there are several reasons for this "verbal delay", if that's what this is, but I still couldn't help but be frustrated. So I came up with 3 reasons for this "delay."(1) They are learning 2 languages, French and English. (2) They were born premature, although they should have caught up by now. (3) They are twins and have their own language, or so people say.

And then the cutest thing happened... Logan and Taylor were both wearing fuzzy pants that day, and Logan just loves to cuddle with soft things. So he was chasing Taylor around the house, trying to grab his pants so he could cuddle with it while closing his eyes and sucking his thumb. Then later that day, the funniest thing happened... Logan and Taylor were both pushing their ride-on around the house, when Logan crashed his in the door, looked behind him, saw Taylor coming toward him with full-speed, and ran as fast as I have ever seen him go. That night, I thanked my Heavenly Father for my 2 wonderful boys whom I love so much. I thanked him that they are both healthy and very energetic. I am so thankful for these sweet moments that make all my frustrations melt away. I am sure there will be a time in the (near) future when I will wish they would just stop talking. So in the meantime, I will try to enjoy this time of quietness and these nonsense-babbles of theirs.