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Each morning I wake up to the thumps and crashes from G and T's room. We share a wall so I hear them when they hop out of bed and start playing some game or singing to each other. They empty the clothes from their closet, crawl under each others beds, read books, sing Justin Bieber songs, etc. I put my coat on over my pajamas get dressed enough to take them to daycare and then open their door. It's a moment of anticipation really, to see what kind of mess they have created for me today.

This morning brought a unique display of creativity:

(that would be the contents of their dirty laundry hamper)


"Oh Hi Mama! WE A CAR!"

I sighed, congratulated them and we began our day.