Twenty tiny toes – Medford, MA

Poor little X had, by all reports, just started to experience the stranger anxiety in the previous couple of weeks. Case in point, I walked in and upon seeing me, he burst into tears – genuine tears. His tears then set off his twin brother and there we were, tears in stereo. And so it goes for twins, and for their parents. But the little guys regrouped and rocked the rest of our time together. They were simply adorable no matter what they did, fedoras on or off, nibbling on their own toes or each others hands, or just hanging out in their cribs. Marie and Garron, you two were so great. I wish you all the best through the bottle-covered-counter-days and the I-can’t-believe-we’re-going-through-this-many-diapers-stage. Thanks for sharing your totally cute duo; they made me miss my twin nephews even more (living in England)!

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