Dateline: May 17, 2008Twins’ Age: 6 Sure, it’s a season of horrific allergies and windshields thickly-dusted with pollen, but it’s also a season of blooming flowers, baby birds, and butterflies. Eleven years ago this week, it was a week of wonderment as we watched a moth emerge from the cocoon, and then released it into a hope-filled, sunshiny day. The analogy with my soon-to-be seniors—cliched, but applicable—-isn’t lost on me. Sweet smiles at the miracle of maturation warm my heart…