Dear Twins,
Please come out! Pretty please? Mommy can't do this for much longer! I can't sleep. Eating makes me sick. I can barely move. No really I can b-a-r-e-l-y move. I'm always breathless. My back hurts. My hips hurt. Please come out soon! I promise to start up your allowance early!
Love, Mommy
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I hope you print that one out for them! We're keeping you in our prayers. It won't be too much longer. {{HUGS}}}
We don't negotiate with terrorist!
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