dont expect an invite….
I have got my best suit out, ironed he who helped create them a shirt and we have both had our weekly bath. We have to look at our best …
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the boy has a willy….
When the twins were little I adored being stopped in the street by everyone who wanted to comment on my beautiful babies. So much so that I grew resentful when I would leave the house and people wouldn’t approach me in the street. I think I became a little obsessive as I felt people simply had to comment on how well I was doing and how gorgeous the little ones were and in retrospect I do apologise to anyone whose ankles I clipped with my double
Thanksgiving and blaspheming
We made it!
We got through baby beautifuls blessing without either twin girl or boy shaming us and getting the entire family barred from the pearly gates. It was touch and go for a while, twin girl did start her blasphemous repetition of ‘Jesus, Jesus’ once again and the vicar did break out in a visible sweat but all was averted by a quick hymn.
Nowt stranger than folk
Going on holiday this year had an interesting spin which he who helped create them and I had not foreseen before we leapt with unbridled joy onto the plane at …
Hand shaking too much to pour the wine
Having twins I obviously only have to throw one birthday party a year which is a bit of a godsend since they tend to leave me feeling more emotionally and …