Maybe it's because I see this. "Well, hello there twin. I sure did miss you while I was sleeping 8 inches away."
Uh oh, the 4.2 minutes of smiling and laughter are done and furrowed brow has emerged. Whatchu talkin' bout Willis?
Tiny Miss always likes to tell me who poo'd each morning. It's a contest she plans on winning.
"Hehehehe, I pew-pewed Mommy!"
Anything they can fit in together, they do. Maybe it's a reminder of the shared womb. This was a quaint little reading spot filled with 4 squished little legs and a whole bunch of books.
Who is this man-child taking up this crib? Last I checked he was a 5 pound preemie.