"i like my jazz like my food, honey. greasy." ~ smockdaddy
"this book on twins says that sexual relations after twenty-eight weeks are limited only by health concerns or your imagination...they forgot to mention the laws of gravity." ~ smockmomma
"hey, mommom! where's you lap?" ~ gabby (two)
Besides, the little fellows don't really need to be jostled around that much at this stage of the game.