While most kids were hanging out by the pool, or sleeping in, or going to Girl's Camp, Grace and Emily found themselves in what can only be aptly called: a sweatshop. Literally. You think I'm joking, well, I'm not. When mom is pinned to the bed and there are two little boys running around, plus a household to make ready for more little newcomers, there's a lot to do. These girls scrubbed the bathrooms, made meals, muffins, cleared out closets, fed, diapered, dusted, laundered and sewed their way through three weeks with the slave master Puentes. They always responded to my requests with a gracious smile and 'no problem' and never, ever complained about it either!! They cracked eggs for the first time, learned how to iron, got the mail, fed me in bed and absolutely kicked tush in everything that they did. It was so funny to watch twins taking care of twins, they were in perfect harmony with each other as they diapered, strapped, and fed Caleb and Julian and then took them to their cribs. Aaa, it was a thing of beauty. I've already secured them for another visit next summer- way to go girls!!
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