V and I gave the twins' parents their book with the pictures and handprints yesterday. Their mom cried; I've never seen her be emotional. It was the highlight of my (otherwise very rough) week.
I can't type any more, because I've started the hundred pushups program. And by started, I mean that I literally just got up off the floor from day one. Therefore, my arms are shaking, and this post has been rather painstaking. On that rhyme, goodnight.