Today, my two little adventurers are nine years old. It’s hard to believe it’s been this many years since I first held two tiny, bundled babies in the quiet of a cold, snowy December dawn. It would take volumes and volumes to recount the journey I’ve been on since that winter morning, but in short, it has been wonderful, and difficult, and constantly evolving, and I’m grateful for all of it.
Here’s to the year of adventures to come with twin nine-year-olds!
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