You'll all get a laugh out of this: turns out my boyfriend can't count to two. 

I sent him out for boxes for the gender reveal (he was going to town anyway). We're getting a heartbeat bear for each baby (two pink bears if girls, two blue if boys, one of each if one of each). I text him the measurements of the bears so he wouldn't come home with boxes too small to fit them in.

He returned with a box exactly the right size.

A box.

A single box.

I blinked at him and asked him if he realised we were having two babies. 

The look on his face was priceless.

He went back out again (in the cold) to pick up the other one.

Poor bloke... but if he a) listened the first time or b) used his brain.

Honestly, lol.