Gosh I love these two munchkins.
No one told me when they were born they would age. I thought they would stay three years old forever.
I love each of their personalities. I love hearing their thoughts and opinions.
I hope I'm not messing them up with my demands for a somewhat clean house.
I hope they really do like my cooking.
I hope when I retire they won't be embarrassed of the huge RV that will park in front of their houses to babysit my grandchildren.
I hope they enjoy me as much as I enjoy them. I get frustrated with them and they get frustrated with me too, but I hope we can still grow up together!
I feel like that about my kids. I hope that we are friends when they get older, that they might really enjoy my company instead of just tolerating it.
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