Alinalle ja Vilmalle kaksostenpäivänä 2.2


Here'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 the day,
As I tuck them in bed and to myself I say,
There's two to kiss, there's two to hug,
And best of all, there's two to love. <3


Illalla juhlitaan kaksosuutta ja nostetaan pöytään herkullinen punajuuri-suklaakakku. Onnea on olla kaksosten äiti <3 Onnea myös kaikille muille kaksosille ja tietenkin myös meille kaksosten vanhemmille! <3

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