Elena shifts out of the bed, wrapping her robe around herself as she steps over to the bassinets. They're fussing in a way that Elena is learning means nothing; only that they're asleep and active at the same time. "Probably. They'll be running around before we even notice, and we'll dream of the days of diapers and having them practically tied to us."
She reaches out to touch the boys cheek. "I think so. At least, I have names but I haven't told Clay yet. I think he's a Jeremy."
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Date: 2015-03-23 08:51 am (UTC)She reaches out to touch the boys cheek. "I think so. At least, I have names but I haven't told Clay yet. I think he's a Jeremy."