McKenna and McKenzie are 10 years old today. My husband, Max and I married when they were 2. I've also had the girls' stepbrother, Tommy, who's 3. We live in California, and we're pretty happy.
I told Max about Alex's story. He felt so bad for all I had to go through. We go and visit Alex and Robin's graves at Christmas, and in the summer. Robin died with sweet McKenna in her arms when I turned 18.
These twins have differences, McKenna's the sweet one, McKenzie's the crazy and gets in trouble alot, McKenna likes sports, McKenzie likes acting. Aunt Ellie, who is very quiet, loves to see these girls from her home, which is still in Italy.
Alex would be proud of my smart twins. I miss him so much everyday.
The girls were 8 when I told them about Alex's story. Their reactions were upsetting, because they never got to meet their dad. The first present the girls recieved for their 10th birthday was a picture of Alex and I when we first met.
Both girls have it hung up in their rooms.
I made such a great family, couldn't ask for a better one.
