When I was 19 months old my parents brought home a set of baby sisters for me. I took very good care of them. I taught them to play the piano… …and how to count to three… …and how to build a snowman… plus lots more useful stuff. My parents couldn’t always give me everything I asked for, but they did give me all the little sisters (and brothers) I wanted. Now my sisters are grown-up mamas. I take full credit for how well they turned out. Today they turn 29! Or something like that. Happy Birthday, Twins!
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