Last Saturday we had a miserably cold, freezing day outside at a Christmas market. We took the train to Deidesheim with friends and had crying children within minutes of exiting the warmth of the train. Despite the bundling and layer upon layer of clothes, the 5 degree weather got the best of us. I won't go into the gory details, but it wasn't pretty. Out of the seven kids between our two families, these two (the youngest ones) were the toughest ones. Here they are recovering at home once a few million layers were removed. She is 9 months older than him. They have both learned to say each others names now. So cute!
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