Big Midgets Meet Babies

M was in awe of the two little cribs and kept asking me who was who. J did not care what their names were and continued to refer to them as A and B or "my baby" or "M's". J asked why their ears were "crumbly" and both were very interested in "how old will twins be when I am.. years old?" I congratulated M for being a triple big sister and she said likewise for my being a "quadruple mom"! J very non chalantly asked me why I was still pregnant (ie why I still have a huge belly) and he came to smush it because he was not convinced by my answer. J also told me that he saw his brother's "wet yellow slimy penis" and I told him that was an umbilical chord but he did not buy that either. M then went on a crazy writing binge writing a poem to each person in the room. They all go something like this: "The brother: I love my brother so so so so so so so much. By M." My favorite two pieces are one that is entitled "The Twins:Twins have the most love in the whole worldand you can still see them if you look." By M. She also made a big heart and drew and labled all 6 of us. Priceless.