We try not to call the boys "the twins," or dress them in matching outfits, or in any way imply that they are the same.
Because they aren't. They may look alike, but they are very different little people with different likes, dislikes, abilities, and personalities.
But man, oh man! I love when they wear matching pjs.
Could there be anything sweeter than snuggling as a family in the morning?
Clean white sheets. Matching footie pajamas. No one with especially bad breath.
After the babies slept for TWELVE HOURS.
They're wearing size 9 month clothes.
So he flopped forward on to his brother.
To be quite honest, they spend much of their time in this way.
Travis thinks they will love to wrestle when they're older.
And does anyone know why my sidebar is suddenly at the bottom of the page? HELP! I've readjusted my blog widths like a bazillion times and it seems to make zero difference.
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