Since we now have two sets of twins in the immediate family, "the twins" is no longer an adequate term for reference. So, from now on we'll have the A&K twins, Absinthe and Kubrick, and the B&B twins, Bela and Bruschetta Caratima.
To illustrate, an example: The B&B twins are freaking me the fuck out. Meaning, clearly, that Bela and Bruschetta are collectively freaking me the fuck out. Any questions? No? Excellent.
Moving on...
The B&B twins are freaking me the fuck out. They're cute and adorable and insert parental gushing here, yes, but let's take a look at the family photo album of recent days:
Bela, 2 days old:
Already a little advanced, but not too bad, all things considered.
Bela, yesterday:
Insert parental "WHAT THE FUCK?1!K!JLKJAKLDADS"ing here.
Bruschetta's been growing at the same rate. I specifically ordered natural growth children, damn it! Now I have to find the receipt, and that's probably been used to line a goblin cage already. Fucking hell. This is so the last time I ever listen to
Manwë when he isn't properly stoned.