There's two to wash, there's two to dry,
There's two to argue, there's two to cry
One's in the mud having a ball,
The other has a crayon - just look at the wall!
Some days seem endless, patience grows thin,
Why was I chosen to be a mother of twins?
The answer is clear at the end of the day,
As I tuck them in bed, to myself I say,
There's two to kiss, there's two to hug,
And best of all, there's two to love!
9 years ago our lives changed, and every day since we have loved you both!
You make everything twice as special!
Happy Birthday Kyle and Kaleb!