I ran across these pictures of the twins…I can’t believe how little they are in them!

There’s two to wash, there’s two to dry,
There’s two who argue, there’s two who cry.
One’s in the mud having a ball,
The other holds a crayon, another marked wall.
Some days seem endless, my patience grows thin.
Why was I chosen to be a mother of twins?
The answer comes clear at the end of each day,
As I tuck them in bed and to myself say,
There’s two to kiss, there’s two to hug,
And best of all, there’s two to love!

Some motherly things to read…
Making the most of Motherly Moments and Being a Mommy in a Me-First World!

Free Indeed by Alex Lawrence…a beautiful image!

Originally posted: 6 May 2006