I'm going to dress them in matchy matchy outfits for special occasions till they tell me to stop. I know. They are not twins. It's hokey and silly. But I love it. I think at Christmas last year I asked the Oldest if he minded getting some things that matched his brother. He said no, that he thinks its cool. Wonder how long that will last?
So I got them matching trunks and rash guards and spent too much; feeling guilty about it now but dang they are cute. Went to the beach yesterday for a bit to play in the sand and they are cute.
I know, they'll be over it soon. Probably the Oldest will tell me to stop at some point. But it's not all the time. It's once in a while, going somewhere or special occasion. While I can I'm getting all the cute out of them. One day they'll think I'm 'dumb' and 'not cool' and right now, I'm taking full advantage of the fact they think I'm the best and awesome. ;)
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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Pic please? Goodness you kill me I need to see the cute. thank you
T
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