It's official. I'm outnumbered, outmatched and outmanned. They are more persistent, more creative, and more determined than I am. The boys have taken over our house. Even though with two kids (ave and Linc) I was technically outnumbered while Kevin was at work, Avery never totally took sides and could often be coaxed back to my team to help clean up, cooperate, or go along with whatever I needed from her. Not Lincoln and Henry. Nope. No way. And the older Henry gets the worse it gets. They are pals in the true sense of the word. Whenever you see Lincoln, Henry is never more than two or three steps behind him doing his best to keep up! In fact, Avery even commented the other day, "why are brothers so weird?" They were either making some obnoxious sucking sound with their cheeks in the car, laughing hysterically while whacking each other in the heads with swords, or playing one of their best games...hide the brother
Yep they are pals alright, and I'm screwed.
HAHAHAHA! You're screwed. That's funny. They are bospsy twins! Good luck, Mama!
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