National Holiday

There are official days devoted to mustard and bad poetry, so why wouldn't there be one annually to acknowledge twins?!

 

I didn't find out it was national twin day until the babies were already in bed.  I did what any good mom would do and took them out of their cribs to take their photo.  Clearly, I had to dress them appropriately for the occasion.  Kennedy seemed pleased with the idea, while Cameron acted like this was the most illogical idea I've ever had.

So the next morning, I discovered it wasn't national twin day, but rather national twin weekend!  I stripped them down to eat some carrots, but they still looked too cute to resist a photo opp.  A tutu and bow always seem appropriate.