Okay, these two are not really twins at all… actually it is grandson and grandfather. They do look a lot alike though! Joshua was very happy to have his Babu or as Joshy says “Baba” home from his 7week long trip.
When it was time for bed, Joshua did not go down easily like he normally does. He cried and fussed, so I let him stay up. He was perfectly content. When my parents left, he ran to the door screaming and tried to open the door. I held him as we waved goodbye, this helped him process the situation a little better.
There's 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... Another marked 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 the 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, Thank You, God, for two to love.
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