John has a red ribbon tied to her little hand left. Paul's is blue. So today, tomorrow will be the opposite. Every day exchange his identification bracelet, invariably, as a more routine, that of John to Paul, Paul to John. My children. My twins. Identical as two drops of water. Only one thing sets them apart: Juan country first, Paul a few minutes later. To me that does not matter. Who cares! But my husband is very strict. My husband prefers to John. He says he is the firstborn, and only He deserves better care. Paul has a red ribbon tied to her little hand left. Juan's is blue. So today, tomorrow will be the opposite. Every day, without my husband's account, Juan Pablo and Juan Pablo. Such may seem like a hobby, an extravaganza of suspicious mother, but I do not care, because only then do I ensure that both receive the same number of kisses, caresses identical, they embrace.
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