Why I Love Being a Twin

This is Jen. [This was pre-pregnancy for both of us, where our hair just happens to be super shiny. Total coincidence, my choosing this picture.]

This is an actual phone conversation from this weekend:

Jen: Hey, what’s up, did you call?
Suz: Yes, I did. Lee says he doesn’t know what a duflatche is.
Jen: You mean like a thingamajig?
Suz: Yes.
Jen: Well, I don’t know how common of a word that is, but I know what you’re talking about.
Suz: SEE? SEE, LEE??????? I told you so.
Jen: Alright see ya.
Suz: Bye.

See? Having a twin means there’s always someone out there who knows just what you mean.

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3 thoughts on “Why I Love Being a Twin

  1. I didn't know you were a twin?! That's awesome.My mother was a twin and Andrew's grandmother was a twin, and I've always had this sneaking suspicion that if we decide to get pregnant we're going end up with a double. Or with my luck all Octo-mom. :)Kelly

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