Dreamt last night that Mom, somehow, miraculously had another set of twins. They were a boy and a girl. Angela and I were playing with them, me with the baby boy and Angela with the girl, as though with our younger selves. When I woke, it was the first time I ever remember really wishing I had a little brother.
2 comments:
maybe it's not too late, Mom?
We are counting on you for the next set of twins!
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