The boys are getting to the stage where they like to (try to) put clothes on by themselves. They aren't very successful, but when they try with my stuff, which is (much) bigger, they are a bit more successful (and so adorable).
Tales and escapades of my amazing twins who seem happy enough to let me come along for the ride. I'm a single mom (by choice) raising twin boys in the city. They are the joy of my life and the source of most of my grey hair.