A girl and a boy.
Bless her though, she was so exhausted from it all that she collapsed into bed, leaving me to take care of the young 'uns.
Thank goodness it's my day off today. By the time I'd settled both of them, it was 6am and, man, can they poop around the clock! As soon as I changed one diaper, the other one had filled theirs.
Helen was easy compared to these two.
Speaking of which, just before I went to bed, I checked in on Helen, just to see how she's doing. I popped my head around the corner, and she was fast asleep.
She looks so beautiful, sleeping there. Daddy's little Princess.
Would you like to see them?
Here you go.
In my arms is little Violet, our second little girl, and in Ginny's arms, is Tristan, our first son. Violet has her mother's blonde hair colour (just like Helen), but I can see that Tristan has inherited his 'old mans' black hair, of which I am extremely proud.
They both have my eyes too.
Well, whilst I collapsed into bed, Helen kept herself busy by playing with the building bricks on the toddler table. But not before feeding Cleo first and busying herself by helping around the house.
She's a good little girl, neat and tidy.
I'm hoping that when she goes to school, she gets excellent grades, and I have a few plans to get her into Private School too (all going well).
Many apologies for this short update, but I had to put you all out of your misery and let you know what Ginny had.
