My girls are finally starting to appreciate that there is another person who is extremely close in age and usually proximity who shares in their desire to throw expensive watches in the toilet, climb into the pantry and break into the cookies, squish hotdogs into the rug, spin around in the office chairs until someone gets nauseaus, read Dora Star Mountain forty times in a row, and insist on putting on her own pants. Sisters! (insert a little Liz Lemon-esque wink here)
I wondered if they’d ever appreciate each other. I’d heard rumors of twins who don’t spend most of their time biting, pinching and pushing but I’d never seen it with mine. It’s definitely a nice change of pace.
Twin toddler is a bitch. I’m not going to lie to you. It’s really impossible to even make a phone call when I’m alone with them. You’d think that they could busy themselves with an activity like coloring or playing with an overpriced toy that makes noise or even with a tv show. But they have very short attention spans, these two-year-olds. Forgive me for only doing a post so that I could show off those pictures. I’m in a fog of book deadline, childcare and husband abuse.
Also? My adorable brother (I need to post a picture of him at some point soon) and my sister-in-law are expecting their first baby. She is 20 weeks along and having a boy which is a relief because we’re up to our neck in vaginas around here.