35 weeks and 2 days. Officially 1 day past when the Twins were born. She is still on her feet chasing the kids. What a Gal!
Grandma's reading time.
Helping herself to the pesto and carrots. Hmmm.
Being a Dad can be back breaking. Worth every bit!
Tyler's masterpiece. Eyes and everything. A rare picture as 5 seconds later it was erased.
To jump, or not to jump, that is the question. Go for it, Kyle! You're only young twice!
A few "special" quotes:
Amy is sitting on Kristina's bed with arms crossed - waiting patiently for the kids to stop making noise and take a nap (it has been 1 and 1/2 hours). Tyler starts singing... "Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to mommy, she is angry...we're not going to sleep." Mommy cracks a grin through her gritted teeth.
Kristina:
@2am - sneaking next to daddy's bed - "Daddy, my tummy's hurting, I need toast."
@4am - "My tummy's hurting daddy... I need chocolate" - Yeah right, off to bed kiddo!
Both of them in unison: "Hi Grandma, Where's my treat!"
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