Biggest Museum I have ever taken the boys to.
I saw my former self there. She was sweating, chasing twins, unable to talk to her friend, had her twins dressed in bright matching colors. She left with one twin under one arm screaming and dragging the other behind her by hand. She mumbled to the staff that she really wished there was a gate at the front of the children's area.
I wanted to hug her. I forgot how hard my life used to be. And I'm thankful how far we have come.
Anyways, we had a blast!
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