Saturday, February 12, 2011
If my twins are about to become teenagers (in only 20-something days) then it says I am getting older. UGH! I know they will soon catch up to me in height, but they are happy to be older and bigger. Polar Bear teases Winger because he can swallow a pill and his twin can't. But Winger rubs it in that he is taller, and he even claimed credit for having the first pimples. As you can surmise, these are very exciting times as Captain and I watch their bodies and minds maturing: like figuring out truth, justice, equality and friendship.