We were blessed with lots of visitors after our MOPS outing and naps. Paula came by to pick up the twins' homemade cards for a neighbor in the nursing home. Dodie dropped off some hand-me-downs for Mommy.
I had just told the twins Deanna was stopping by. Veronica said in an all-too-pitiful voice, "I want to see my Daddy." I asked her if she wanted to call him, and she cheerfully responded, "No, Deanna coming!" Deanna was in the midst of reading to Veronica and listening to Thomas's masterpieces on the piano when Judson made it home.
Needless to say, we were in quite a rush to get to the Ash Wednesday service in the midst of all that excitement. It was daylight on our walk over there - much of it skipped and walked backward. They were a little antsy during the service, but it was an odd time and day to go (and after all that glorious company!). They were interested in the ashes and both opted to get them on their foreheads. They were quite proud that all of us had ashes on our foreheads. We sat where they could see the piano. Thomas was quite pleased with this - especially when they sang "Frosty" as he informed me...
The walk back was in the dark. The streetlights gave way to some great shadows. Thomas had a grand time chasing his shadow. He would spread his legs apart and squat to examine it too. Veronica, at first, insisted that the shadows must be Peter Pan's. Upon arriving at home, we had to go straight to the mirror to check out our ashen crosses.
The twins quickly got a hold of the bag of goodies Dodie brought for Mommy and discovered their bags. After filling up the bags, they played a game of, "I'm going to visit my friends." They would sling the bags over their shoulders and head down the hall. I had explicit instructions to stay in the playroom. (Someone must be there to greet them when they return!)
Stuffing a bus in the bag. 
Veronica giving orders to Thomas.
Heading out to visit their friends. 
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