There are
two to wash; there are two to dry.
There are two to argue; there are two to cry.
One's in the mud having a ball......
The other holds a crayon, just look at the wall.
Some days seem endless...my patience grows thin!
Why was I chosen to be the mother of twins?
The answer comes clear, at the end of each day
As I tuck them in bed, to myself I say
There are two to kiss...there are two to hug
And best of all...there are two to LOVE!!
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Biography
Julie Riekse
is honored to return to the office of President for a second year. The media
consultant and desperate housewife is momma to three-year old twins William and
Elizabeth, whom she reports are (finally!) potty trained. (She swears by the
Bribery School of Thought but admits the temptation of bagged candy is tough to
ignore. Fortunately she burned al lot of calories scrubbing carpets.) Julie
continues to harbor a love of matching twin wear, spinning and the beaches of
Lake Michigan, where she was raised.
Julie Riekse
is honored to return to the office of President for a second year. The media
consultant and desperate housewife is momma to three-year old twins William and
Elizabeth, whom she reports are (finally!) potty trained. (She swears by the
Bribery School of Thought but admits the temptation of bagged candy is tough to
ignore. Fortunately she burned al lot of calories scrubbing carpets.) Julie
continues to harbor a love of matching twin wear, spinning and the beaches of
Lake Michigan, where she was raised.