I am remembering when the twins were little....when all they did was wiggle and squeak. And when they cried it didn't cause the neighbors to think I was beating them. They were so bald and chubby, in their "gender neutral" clothes. Don't get me wrong, I had many days when I was overwhelmed and couldn't cope with another second (more nowadays, it seems), but I remember often thinking, "I could watch them do this all day". Even when they cried I found it adorable.
As they scream in my face because I won't give them Goldfish crackers at 7am, I will try to remember this.
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