One.. two.. three.. FOUR! Happy Birthday, Kiddos!

The kids are overtired and hopped up on icing. The presents have been unwrapped, the candles blown out, said icing has been hosed off. Twice. Justine is singing "Happy Birthday" to Vasco in bed. They have come a long way from the teeny tiny way-too-early babies that they were (pictures and NICU journey), and they amaze us every single day.

Speaking of amazing, remember how we discovered that 3 was not the magical age, but the magic is scheduled to start at 4- 4 and a half-ish? Well, you decide for yourself, but literally 3 minutes after they blew out their candles, the following highly mysterious things happened:
1) they spontaneously and neatly arranged the entire pile of books on the bookcase
2) they cleared out a space for their new toys, and neatly arranged the new toys in the cubbies.
3) they got undressed for a bath on the first request, and made sure all the clothes were in the laundry basket
4) in order to go take a bath, they went straight to the bathroom. As opposed to running naked past the bathroom into the living room, twice around the kitchen and back right past the bathroom into the bedroom.

I'd write more, but I'm going to go celebrate this magical new universe with a glass of wine (and my Spanish homework) (normally it is tequila that helps my Spanish along, but it IS a school night after all!) :)