So I'm going to try to get some rest while the babies are sleeping, but I thought first I'd share a picture I took last night, of Papa giving their chubby little bellies noisy "ferberts" and making them laugh. (Most people call them "raspberries," but we call them "ferberts." Not really sure why.)
Uh oh...I'm already hearing some peeps on the monitor, so I think I may have missed the opportunity to catch a few winks. But I can always try again during their afternoon nap!
P. S. And as long as we're speaking of twins, today is my husband's twin's birthday. Actually, she's his Irish twin, which means they were born less than a year apart--in their case, three days shy of a year. They've been the same age since the 19th, but today, my sister-in-law pulls ahead again. Happy Birthday, T! Hope it's a good one!