How fitting that Father's Day is today, the last day of the first trimester... the trimester where Rob had to take on SO much responsibility for our lives.
And oh, he has. He's spoiled me (and the twins, as I like to say) rotten. When "the twins don't feel like doing the dishes," he's on it. When "the twins want grilled cheese," guess who makes it? Daddy does.
He's done so much for these two already, and I'm so happy to call him their dad.
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I meant for this post to be a "end of first trimester" update, but it's taken me days to write so far, so I think I'll just post with a "HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!" and update later. Ta ta!
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