today i was laying on the “mat” (i.e. quilt on the floor) with the boys and abie turned to face me and started giving me the sweetest smiles and coos. he then ever so gently started touching my lips with his little fingers, which of course i lavished kisses on. and then i looked over his shoulder to find ozzy on his hands and knees peering down on us, just smiling away. and part of me felt a little guilty. like i was having an affair with abel and oskar had caught us in the act. but the oz-man was so happy and gracious; he didn’t mind at all. i still felt guilty though. i guess as a mom of twins, it’s just something i’m going to have to get over.