Earlier this year, when we found out we were pregnant with twins, we thought that it was a miracle because we didn’t have twins in both our lineage. Although being able to conceive twins (however way they were conceived) is still as miraculous as it can get, we realized later on in our pregnancy that twins actually run in the family.
Specifically, in my Dad’s side of the family.
Apparently, we have a couple of distant relatives in my father’s side who have twins.
I’ve always been thankful to have inherited my Dad’s genes, but now I realize that these chubby, choleric genes I carry are actually twin-bearing genes too! Thanks, Dad!
I wish Dawn & Rain could have met their Lolo Bob, the genetic reason why there’s two of them. But I’m glad that death couldn’t get in the way of them knowing him. Someday we’ll tell them stories about their Lolo and they’ll know that they’re part of a line of brilliant, charming, twin-bearing, Jesus-loving people.
Happy birthday, Daddy/Lolo! We love you.