Two

I have been getting a lot of cute things about twins lately. I have gotten two that I absolutely love. I will get the other one posted soon. Here is one that sums up everyday of my life:

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, and marked the wall. Some days seem endless, my patience grows thin. Why did God choose me 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 I say... There's two to kiss, there's two to hug; and best of all, two to love