Twin Phenomenon?

Okay this is the craziest thing. Back in October, Noah came down with the stomach flu on a Saturday night after we had gone to a matinee, at which he had consumed popcorn. After this episode with the stomach virus, he has a strong dislike of popcorn - sad, but true (movie theater popcorn is the BEST!!). We've all experienced this at one time or another - eat something, get sick, and then you can't eat whatever last entered your stomach again for quite a while. We actually couldn't get Noah into a movie theater for quite some time because he didn't even want to smell popcorn. Well, this weekend we got him back into the movie theater -went to Bolt (WAY cute movie - LOVED it) and thankfully, he was happy with his Crunch a Bunch and Coke (but NO popcorn, of course).

Here's the weird part - Jack can't eat popcorn now either. Jack never got sick. Has never had a disagreeable run-in with popcorn. But the poor dude has developed as strong a dislike for movie theater popcorn as Noah. I tried talking Jack into sharing some with me, but NO. All he wanted was his Incredibles fruit snack that I had smuggled in. What the heck? What's this about? I've chalked it up to a twin thing. It's not the first time, either - the incidents are quite infrequent, but they'll also have pains in the same part of their bodies at the same time. Sorta interesting. That's as far as their similarities go, however.

Meanwhile, they are NOT happy about returning to school tomorrow. No glossing it over - they just don't like it. I have some theories about that, but none that I can go into here. :) Truth be told, I'm having a hard time with the arrival of tomorrow as well. As my mom used to say, I liked having my "chicks back in the nest" the past two weeks. We've done so many fun things together, I just don't want to send them back. I don't want to go back to our SCHEDULE. I want to spend every minute I can with them. I'm having mommy growing pains. Uggh.

I think part of this stems from me watching a dear woman in our congregation losing her son (in his early 20's) to brain cancer. They have a matter of weeks, possibly a few months, left together and it just kills me. It's always in the back of my mind. My heart literally hurts whenever I think of them, which is quite often. She's already lost her husband and now she's losing her only child. It's given me the overwhelming urge to keep my family by my side every minute possible. Then I have to remind myself that Jack and Noah are not mine - they belong to God and I have to back off and allow them to go out into this world, and allow God to turn them into who He wants them to be. Just wish it wasn't so hard . . . .