Here's a new photo of my babies, who aren't really babies anymore. It just dawned on me this week. I even asked Lee if maybe we should stop referring to them as "the babies," as we have for 2.5 years now. But what will we call them?
These two always want to sit in my lap at the same time, and sometimes with Big Sis, too. The other night as they were elbowing and kicking each other for a spot, this is the conversation that happened.
Me: Stop pushing! There was room in my belly for two babies, so there is room on my lap for you both.
Boy Twin: (kicking sister) Move your leg!
Girl Twin: Don't be (his) mommy!
That girl. All sass, all the time.