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| Allie - month 1 |
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| Cam - month 1 |
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| Allie - month 2 |
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| Allie - month 2 |
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| Cam - month 2 |
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| Cam - month 3 |
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| Allie - month 3 |
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| Allie - month 4 |
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| Cam - month 4 |
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| Allie - month 5 |
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| Cam - month 5 |
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| Cam and Allie - month 6 |
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| Cam - month 7 |
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| Allie - month 7 |
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| Allie - month 7 |
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| Cam - month 7 |
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| Allie - month 8 |
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| Cam - month 8 |
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| Allie - month 9 |
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| Cam - month 9 |
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| Allie - month 10 |
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| Cam- month 10 |
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| Allie - month 11 |
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| Cam - month 11 |
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| Allie - month 12 |
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| Cam - month 12 |
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 was I chosen
To be a Mother of Twins?
The answer comes clear
At the end of each 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
There's two to love.
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 was I chosen
To be a Mother of Twins?
The answer comes clear
At the end of each 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
There's two to love.
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