Your wife's from SA? Cool, mine too sorta. Her mom taught there
from the time my wife was 12 until she was 18. She still speaks a little Afrikaners and has some very cool shields and stuff she brought back.
As for the twins, they're very cute. Best of luck to you today. Realistically, all you can hope for is to survive and not be crying and on the verge of a breakdown when the wife gets home.
I've raised six. I've been puked on, peed on, pooped on, snotted on, head-butted, racked, and learned to handle it all on little or no sleep. That's just the job of being a dad. Hang in there!
