Ashiannie Kate Ventura-Moreno POVTime has flown by, and I’m proud to say I’m happy and content with my loving, caring, and handsome husband and son and daughter. My son and daughter are twins. It’s no surprise, we have twins in our family. “Good morning, Ma,” my son greeted me, having just woken up. They now have their own room, but there are times when they want to sleep with us. “Good morning, baby Almond.” I greeted him back and kissed his cheeks. “Ma, just Almond okay?” he complained with a pout. Time really flies by. Seven years of marriage and our twins are seven years old. My son, Zeus Almond (because of his almond eyes) Moreno, is the older one. This guy is so serious and scary sometimes. He doesn’t like playing; he just watches action movies and reads. He takes after his dad. While my boastful, beautiful daughter…I call her boastful because one day she told me that she punched a boy. God, I’m proud. Just kidding! Of course, I scolded her, and so did her dad. He told her
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