Notice the blur in the first picture. That’s what it feels like to be the big brother of twins. Everything is a blur — even as you race through the house with your shopping cart to get groceries.
My mom bought these dolls for Clara and Anna for Christmas. Bo latched on to them and they are his babies. When you ask him what their names are he says that they are Anna and Clara. It amuses me greatly that he doesn’t play with one baby — he plays with two. Such is life as a big brother to twins!