Love. Hate. Love. This is what my every other minute of the day feels like with 13 year old twin girls. If they aren’t fighting over clothing (which some are exactly the same like soccer uniforms) they are arguing over who’s faster or who’s smarter or who emptied the dishwasher last. Sometimes I quietly hold my breath and wait until it’s over, don’t worry, trust me it’s literally over in less than a minute. But, in between every “you’re so annoying” there are laughs and giggles so as long the love is still there I think we can get through this. I love that they can make each other laugh and they always stick up for each other. I love having twins.