The girls are fighting over one of these cars today:
YES. There are two of them. YES. They are exactly the same. NO. I don't know how they can tell one apart from the other.
My girls are nuts sometimes.
Here they are fighting over a bag. Yes a bag. We have, like, HUNDREDS of them. Yet they both wanted THIS one.
Is it wrong as the Father to sit back and laugh silently to myself while they fight over a bag?
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Sometimes I just have to laugh to keep from crying. It seems mine are fighting over something during every waking hour.
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