Dancing Queen

Not unlike most twins, Lucie and Ryan are always together -- eating, playing, even sleeping, it's rare for the two to have time apart. In fact, until only a week ago, they had never spent more than a few hours apart. It's something I feel bad about, as we know how important it is for them to have time to just be themselves, not part of a pair.

Though it's not always easy, we try to grab any opportunity we can to create one-on-one time. Not only do they enjoy it, but Chris and I love having the chance to devote ourselves entirely to one child. After always caring for two at a time, it's amazing how carefree (and easy!) spending time with one feels for us.

A great opportunity came up for our family to go on separate adventures for a night. Two Saturdays ago, we all started off on the train together. Ryan and Chris got off on one stop, while Lucie and I continued on for another hour. More on Chris and Ryan's adventure soon, but first, here's my day and night with Lucie. Or, as I like to call it, Lucie's day in the life of a singleton.

We attended a fabulous family wedding together -- gorgeous setting, amazing food, great company, and a band that made you want to dance all night (Lucie especially felt this). Because Aunt Rach and Tate were both in the wedding party, we felt like honored guests getting to sit in the first few rows and entertain Tate during the ceremony. Aunt Rach was so worried about Tate not making it through the ceremony, but it actually turned out that he made it longer than Miss Lucie. Minutes after the bride walked down the aisle, Lucie's questions began:

"Mom, why's Aunt Rach standing up there?" "Why's Aunt Rach holding flowers?" "What's Uncle Jason doing?" "What are they looking at?" "What's this pillow that Tate is holding?"

I sometimes forget how puzzling the world can be to an almost three year old, especially after they've learned the meaning of the word "why". My requests for Lucie to use her quiet voice during the ceremony proved fruitless, so we instead took a walk, and Tate happily joined us a few minutes later.

Lucie spent the rest of the evening dancing. From her ballerina moves at the beginning of the party, to dips and flips with Gigi, Papa, and Ducky late into the night, to chasing circles around the dance floor with Tate, dancing was the theme of the evening. She was so exhausted when we got to our hotel room that night that she fell asleep before I had even taken my shoes off.

The next morning at breakfast everyone joked with Lucie about whether she was tired from all the celebrating last night. As Papa liked to say, Lucie was fine, but it was Ducky who was still recovering from the party. That duck spent a lot of time on the dance floor.

Though we missed Chris and Ryan, we had an amazing time together. It felt really special to just be with Lucie, and spend 100% of my attention on her. Whatever Lucie wanted, Lucie got that weekend, whether it was choosing our seat on the train or eating cupcakes at 10 pm. It was decadent and indulgent, and felt just right.

I can't wait to have this kind of time again. Next time, with Rye-Guy.