Our "Quad's"

Five years ago we started anticipating the arrival of our "quads".  Four grandbabies, born to our four daughters all within four months of each other.  Their arrival and watching them grow will always be one of my fondest memories and most poignant reminder of how good God is.  We used to call them "the babies", but we changed it to "the toddlers" when less than three years later we had four more, born within a little more than a year of each other, two of those just two days apart!  As the original four creep closer and closer to that five year mark, we will had to come up with a new name for them, henceforth - "the quads". 

We are so very fortunate that four of our children and their families are close, within 35 miles of us, and the other two are less than four hours away and we see them often.  All of our grandkids are close to each other and have grown up as each others best friends.  But there is such a special bond between the "quads", it is a joy to behold.  We have pictures of them while "still in the womb", pictures of them barely sitting, sucking on each other's toes, pictures of them in the bathtub together, pictures of them sleeping together, blowing out candles together, sitting on the potty chair together, being flower girls and ring bearers together.  But my favorite pictures of them will always be the ones when they are walking somewhere or looking at something hand in hand or arms around each other.  When we get together, rather it's only two or three of them or all four, they are naturally drawn to each other, they grab a hand or two and head off on new adventures.  I rarely remember any fights between them, other than occasionally when the girls would pair off to do girl things or the boys would pair off to do boy things and it would upset the other two.  It seems like those times are becoming less frequent as they get older.  Grandpa came into the house the other day and said "Our trouble is just beginning!"  He had witnessed the four of them, looking for something together, grabbing a bucket and the other three helping one of them up on it so he could reach the latch to the dog pen!


This weekend found us crashing after a morning of hitting over forty garage sales in our small town.  One of the sales had baby chi-uah-uah puppies for sale.  We were talking about how cute they were and one of the quads went up and told her mamma she wanted a chi-uah-uah.  Her mamma answered "she could have one when she got married."  She turned to the other three, started jumping up and down and excitedly exclaiming "We're going to have chi-uah-uah's!  We're going to have chi-uah-uah's!"  In their minds, they will be a group of four forever!

And the fun just keeps on coming.  As I said, we have four more ranging in age from twenty eight months to fourteen months.  And we just found out we have two more on the way, both due on December 31st!  God just knows we like our babies in bunches!