These two…they were so funny. When one was awake, the other was asleep, and when one was asleep, the other was awake. They took turns. I think they made a plan to play with my mind and high-fived on it before I got there.
Oh, and by the way, Mom really should NOT look that good a week after having twins. She should look like she’s been wrestling a grizzly bear in a tent on a 90 degree day – sweaty, disheveled and smelling faintly of urine and slobber. I’m just saying. It’s not natural to look like a rockstar that soon after having twins. Can I get an amen?