The other night I introduced the boys to D’onca. Who is D’onca? Well she’s my twin sister of course. And not necessarily of the evil-variety, though she is less sympathetic than I am.
I don’t know why I decided to do it – perhaps I was just wanting a quick way to spice up the same ole hum-drum routine I have with the boys…whatever the case, she showed up and the boys went wild over it!
Me: Pssssssst. Hey Reid!
Reid: What?
Me: You wanna know something? I’m not really Bianca. I’m her twin sister D’onca (rhymes with Bianca).
Reid: Huh? What do you mean?
It began that way and then I spent the rest of the night convincing them I was not actually Bianca, but her twin. For some reason they assumed being her twin meant I was the complete opposite of myself, and while I let that be the case in most circumstances, I stayed true to some key areas. Like dessert after dinner only happens if you eat dinner. I’m guessing the boys were disappointed about that one!
Some major differences between D’Onca and Bianca are that D’Onca likes the pictures the boys draw of vampire Easter bunnies, or worms, or blood & guts scenes. She also thinks alien’s are cute. Additionally D’Onca doesn’t help the little one with his bath as much – she strives to make him more independent, but she does let the boys scream and play in the living room. She’s kinda hard to love and kinda hard to hate.
The boys were obsessed with her.
The boys: Where do you live, D’ONCA?
Me: I live in the guest house, with Bianca.
Boys: How come I never see you over there?
Me: Oh, we do a very good job of making it look like there is just one of us. You know that water heater closet Bianca never let’s you look in because she says there is a monster in there? Well, that’s usually where I hide.
Boys: Well how come we never see your car?
Me: Oh, we share a car and if one of us has it here at the house, the other one will get a ride. Wait, I shouldn’t be telling you this….promise not to tell Bianca I told you about me?
Boys: Uh uh. We’re telling her! And we’re telling mommy & daddy too.
Me: Nooo! Please don’t tell them! They don’t know about me.
Boys: Well you aren’t really D’Onca.
Me: Why do you say that? Don’t I look like Bianca, but parts of me are different?
Reid: Well, yeah, but you’re Bianca.
Me: How do you know?
Reid: Because you have those red things on your face and so does Bianca.
Me: Oh. (Yes people, I had a 6 year old tell me he notices my blemishes. GREEEEEEEEEAT.) Well, a lot of people have those.
Reid: Yeah well also you said earlier that you were gonna be in your mom’s wedding and it was just you and one other lady. So if you’re really D’Onca why did you only say there was one other person besides you?
Me: (Hmmm. Good point. Obviously the child is WAY more attentive than I give him credit for!) Well, you know….I was just saying that to throw you off. So you wouldn’t know.
Reid: Yeah, I don’t know if I believe you.
Later on that night Reid accidentally scratched me. I told him it was ok, no big deal.
Then, when I was putting them to bed their dad came up the stairs.
Boys: Daddy? Does Bianca have a sister?
Their Daddy: Huh?
Me: Oh, I’m just trying to tell them it’s me, D’Onca, not Bianca, and they don’t believe me.
Their Daddy: Oh, yeah. Hey boys, that’s D’Onca!
Boys: **gasps** What???
They were so confused and I could see they were really starting to believe me.
A few days later I was at the house and I told the boys I had found out D’Onca had come over and told them everything. I told them not to mention D’Onca and that she was in trouble for revealing our secret. They just smiled and smiled. Then later on Reid says, hey – let me see your hand. I showed it to him.
Reid: Hmmmm
Me: What?
Reid: Well, the other night when D’Onca was here I scratched her -but it was on accident! – and anyway, you don’t have a scratch on your hand. So I guess she really wasn’t you…
In between then, they’ve persisted: We wanna see BOTH you and D’Onca at the same time!
“Oh, no,” I’ve told them. “We could never do that. Then the secret would be out!”
Another time I was over there they were getting skeptical again, so I said, “Well I have a picture of her I can show you since you don’t believe me that she is real and you think she’s fake.”
Boys: Ok! Show us!!!!
I showed them this:

(the best part was this pic was actually taken in their house, so they really believed she lives with me!)
and this:

Their response? TOTAL silence. “Ryan!” Reid and Rhett shouted. “Come look! D’Onca really IS real! Bianca has a picture of her!”
His response: What? She is real? So how come we never knew about her? Really? Is that really D’Onca?
Me: Well, technically her name is Nadia, but she can be called D’Onca.
Ryan: Well, then she’s really not D’Onca.
Me: Well she is, just by a different name.
Boys: We can’t believe she’s real….
It was so funny! Who would’ve known a little comment would go so far? Now, whenever I feel like acting out of character, or just wanna change it up a little, I just invoke D’Onca and we all have a little fun!