Poor guy – I really owed him this. When the twins were new and up in the night all the time (and that meant that we were also up in the night all the time), tricky things would happen. Sometimes (ok, almost all the time) Titus would wake up nicely swaddled in a pink blanket, and Chloe in the red one. To be fair to us, more often than not we would wake up to find that we had tucked some diapers into our bed, so it wasn’t just Titus who felt the brunt of our sleeplessness.
My tender domestic side suffered acutely. But now, what with diaper incidents and other mishaps, and even though we can tell the twins apart Â in the night, sometimes this little dude has to use a floral sheet or two. We do have white ones, but you know, things happen. So before he got old enough to notice, I made him this. Cute, huh?
But all this talk about the sleepless nights has made me remember the highest of high points for us as an up-too-much-in-the-night couple. Read More