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Twincesses

Twinning over here.  Twinning and winning.  Only because they are both asleep at the moment.  I looked at their precious sleeping faces and thought to myself, "sleeping babies are like rainbows - rare and fleeting."  We're sleep training again.  Round one didn't take.  These girls are way more stubborn than their brothers were.  We are in for it. 

But I'm already stockpiling ammunition for when they are older (figuratively speaking, so don't get your panties in a bunch.  Their dad has the real stuff, but that's for the future boyfriends.  Consider yourselves warned boys.)  Personally, I am working on my album of embarrassing pictures.  I realize now why my mom actually permed my hair. 

These girls were gifted some twin outfits - pink, ruffly things with bucket hats to match.  They are so great.  So on they went.  So. Much. Pink.  And I took many pictures. 

I also took the girls in their pink ensemble to the grocery store.  I wore the girls in my twin carrier so that I had room in my cart for the groceries.  I was relieved for once to be required to wear a face mask because it hid my smirk.  Unfortunately, my eyes were still visible so I had to forcibly keep them from rolling to the ceiling each and everytime someone asked me if the two babies dressed in identicle pink outfits and attached to my body were in fact twins.  "No, sir, I actually just got lucky and picked this one up on aisle nine, the first one came with the cart."

People!

I also heard, "Are they identical?"  Fair enough.  I dressed them the same.  It's hard to tell when they have pink hats on. 
"No, they are not."
"So, are they girls or one of each, or...." 

Doh.  Swing, and a miss!  Again, thankful for...oh wait, I already took the mask off.  Hopefully, he saw a polite smile and not the smirk underneath.  They are wearing pink hats, my friend, they are girls.....ah well, details.  It's entertaining mostly. 


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  1. People! 🙄
    Those girls are darling! And their mom is hilarious! Love it.

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  2. That's a whole lotta cute baby attached to your body!

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