Toddler Aurora was just as spoiled by her daddy as she was when she was an infant. I think Darren is completely smitten by her. He spends most of his time playing with her or giving her baths. He painted her toddler portrait already, but I doubt we’ll have an ice sculpture. He still has a few ice sculptures to go before they can no longer melt. I’m not worried though. After all, I’m not looking to have to most expensive of the prettiest museum. As long as as I have the necessary portraits, I’m happy.
Now allow me to spam you with many pictures of my adorable little toddler.
I gave birth not long after Aurora’s toddler birthday. I should also mentioned that I accomplished my lifetime wish during that time! Yay! As for the birth, it was at home once more. The Fertility Treatment worked this time because...
That’s right! Twins! Two beautiful little girls. Zoey and Chloé, both very healthy little girls. Between them and a toddler though, Darren and I didn’t have much time to ourselves. I’ll admit that my gardening did become a little... forgotten. A bad thing, since winter was coming. I’ll regret it later, perhaps, but for now, I’m just very, very happy. Darren is as well. Then again, how could we not be, with three beautiful little girls?
Time flew by though, and it was soon time for three special birthdays. Zoey went first.
Followed by Chloé.
And their daddy last. Darren is just as gorgeous (can you use that to describe a man?) of a man as he was before. He did get a crisis though, and after the third time wishing to flirt with someone other than me, he got therapy for it. He assured me he didn’t give in to those urges. I believe him. Anyways, no pictures of Darren. He looks pretty much the same.
We instantly got started on teaching the twins their toddler skills. Two days later, it was time for more birthdays yet again! We threw another party, for myself and Aurora, who was reaching her child stage.
Aurora went first: I got the chance to carry her.
After a quit trip to the mirror...
Beautiful, isn’t she?
I was next. Trust me, I wasn’t looking forward to being old and getting wrinkles.
I know what you’re going to do to me, you silly little cake...
I got rid of that short little haircut and got my normal hair back. I feel... pretty much the same. Just a little older, and hopefully, a little wiser.
I also stuck to the same clothes. I had a moment of panic when I realize the trip to the mirror suddenly made me age up really quickly, so I didn’t risk the dresser! Besides, I liked my clothes, so I’m sticking to them.