Twin girl is, and I mean this in the nicest possible way, a total and utter wimp.
She shrieks at spiders, shudders at loud bangs and is an appalling poor patient when ill.
multiples
Its time……..
The time is nearly upon us, it is time for my children to shine.
In less than a week they will be called upon to make me proud and I am fearful they may not be up to the task.
Plaiting one’s pubes….
In recent years I have slightly misled my children. Avoiding the whole conversation about where babies come from and how they actually trundle down the birth canal has always been a focus of mine and he who helped create them.
When BB was born, twin girl was full of awkward questions but was easily fulfilled by a quick glimpse of the bandage on my stomach and was happily comforted in the knowledge that babies were simply lifted from your tummy and then a doctor glued you together again.
Day 1 of hell……
Twin boy and girl have been asked to write memoirs of their six week holidays for school.
I am keen for the teachers to have a realistic view of what six weeks at home 247 is like.