The Twins turned three last month.
And let me tell you what having twins has taught me.
Three is significant to me because:
a. They are no longer toddlers or babies.
b. This is the time that all of our other boys magically became “daddy’s boys” and left my side to follow him around everywhere.
c. Life just got easier.
It makes me sound like a horrible mom, I know.
My twins – my youngest two boys – my babies – just turned three, and I’m thrilled.
I should be sad, I know. I should be missing the smell of that sweet baby shampoo (I don’t, because I still use it, even on my five year old!) and their coos and giggles.
But I don’t.