But not the flu.
After publishing my post on Wednesday and eating TWO BoBerry biscuits to make myself feel better (let’s see how much weight I can gain in the next 20 days), the darling twins got home and read the post before rushing out the door to their next activity.
They were un-moved by my tender words.
They scrolled down to see the picture of themselves in bed together.
They shook their heads and declared disgust.
And said in unison:
Do you want to know why we were in one twin bed together?
Me: Because you love each other…
The Twins: Because there was a roach in Roger Leroy’s bed.
Yeah, well if that’s the story they want to tell.
I’m here to tell you the truth.
They still sleep together.
And yes, I’m quite sure there are roaches in their room.
Because they are little piglet twins.