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The next few weeks were an adjustment period for the Camden family. Annie and Eric took turns in the middle of the night feeding Sam and David. The other Camden children tried to help out whenever possible. They split up the chores that needed to be done, and didn't complain too much. Except for Ruthie.
"Why do we get stuck doing everything? Can't Mom do some of this stuff? We're being worked like slaves around here!" Ruthie complained to her sisters.
"Ruthie, Mom has to take care of the babies. She doesn't have the time or the energy to do the household chores," Lucy informed her younger sister.
"It's still not fair."
"Get over it, Ruthie," Mary snapped.
"What's her problem?" Ruthie asked Lucy.
"Its none of your business," Mary answered before Lucy could. With that, Mary put the last of the dishes away and stomped up to the room that she and Lucy shared.
Meanwhile, Annie and Eric were giving the twins a bath.
"They're so precious," Annie said, nearly in tears. She was still very emotional and having mood swings often.
"Yes they are," Eric agreed.
"Just think, before you know it, they'll be grown up, like the rest of our kids," Annie said. At this point, tears were rolling down her cheeks.
I just hope they're lives aren't as complicated as the rest of our kids' lives are, Eric thought to himself, as he saw Mary stomp past the bathroom and up the stairs. "Do you know what's bothering Mary tonight?" he asked his wife.
"What isn't bothering her these days? It's probably a boy."
"Yeah, you're right." With that, they turned their attention back to the twins. After bath time was over, Annie and Eric put PJ's on them and put them to bed. Annie sat between the cribs in an old rocking chair and read children's Bible stories to the boys as they drifted off to sleep.
"I love having children this age. Why can't they stay like that forever?" Annie asked her husband after Sam and David fell asleep.
"Well, dear. Then we'd have 7 newborns, and it would drive us both insane."
"I guess you're right," Annie agreed sleepily. "I'm ready for bed now. Good night."
Eric then went to his study to write his sermon for the following week.
The next few weeks were an adjustment period for the Camden family. Annie and Eric took turns in the middle of the night feeding Sam and David. The other Camden children tried to help out whenever possible. They split up the chores that needed to be done, and didn't complain too much. Except for Ruthie.
"Why do we get stuck doing everything? Can't Mom do some of this stuff? We're being worked like slaves around here!" Ruthie complained to her sisters.
"Ruthie, Mom has to take care of the babies. She doesn't have the time or the energy to do the household chores," Lucy informed her younger sister.
"It's still not fair."
"Get over it, Ruthie," Mary snapped.
"What's her problem?" Ruthie asked Lucy.
"Its none of your business," Mary answered before Lucy could. With that, Mary put the last of the dishes away and stomped up to the room that she and Lucy shared.
Meanwhile, Annie and Eric were giving the twins a bath.
"They're so precious," Annie said, nearly in tears. She was still very emotional and having mood swings often.
"Yes they are," Eric agreed.
"Just think, before you know it, they'll be grown up, like the rest of our kids," Annie said. At this point, tears were rolling down her cheeks.
I just hope they're lives aren't as complicated as the rest of our kids' lives are, Eric thought to himself, as he saw Mary stomp past the bathroom and up the stairs. "Do you know what's bothering Mary tonight?" he asked his wife.
"What isn't bothering her these days? It's probably a boy."
"Yeah, you're right." With that, they turned their attention back to the twins. After bath time was over, Annie and Eric put PJ's on them and put them to bed. Annie sat between the cribs in an old rocking chair and read children's Bible stories to the boys as they drifted off to sleep.
"I love having children this age. Why can't they stay like that forever?" Annie asked her husband after Sam and David fell asleep.
"Well, dear. Then we'd have 7 newborns, and it would drive us both insane."
"I guess you're right," Annie agreed sleepily. "I'm ready for bed now. Good night."
Eric then went to his study to write his sermon for the following week.