Over the last few weeks, we have seen a lot of tantrums, caused by a variety of things, including......
- for me telling Twin One that she couldn't sit on Twin Two's head.
- For not giving Twin One mustard when she asked for it.
- For not letting Twin Two have the entire pot of Vaseline.
- Because "In The Night Garden" went off.
To be fair, Twin One seems to be more of a handful than Twin Two, who is quite a bit easier going. When strangers used to crack a "joke" by asking which one of them was "the evil one", we would treat them with scorn and reply that they are both as good/bad as each-other and that pigeon-holing children at such an easy age was an immoral thing to do. Now, we just point at Twin One and say "that one".
A couple of weeks ago, they learned to climb out of their cots. On the same night. That evening we had to quickly dismantle the cots, in an already crowded bedroom, and put up their toddler beds. It was pretty stressful. They took a few days to get used to them but now they are sleeping through in them. When they wake in a morning, they get themselves some books and then go back to bed for a bit. Sometimes I catch Twin One sleeping in Twin Two's bed with her, which is very cute. Twin Two can sleep through anything - someone sleeping next to her, or even on top of her - which is probably just as well.
Potty training is gradual. They are a long way off being dry, especially as they can't ask to go to the toilet yet, but they know what a potty is and they do try before a bath, and a couple of times through the day. Half the time they manage to do something and we all give them a round of applause. We will push the training in a couple of months when they weather gets better and we can do more outside play.
The Dad and I are worn out and are counting down the days til they get their pre-school funding. Which is Easter 2014 in case you were wondering. It's on the calendar!
Yesterday, we had a little party for family children down the local soft play area. We weren't going to bother but we got a party deal off Groupon, so it would have been rude not to. Today, we had family come over after work and my mum brought a cake she'd baked, and we had party food and sang Happy Birthday.
|The Cake - complete with twin Peppas|
I am shattered. We've had two days of cakes, presents, cards, and tears. One present has already been damaged by a tussle over who was to play with it next. I have picked the numerous cards up from the floor more times than I care to think about.
|Da presents. On top of another present.|
We have babies no longer, and never will again. We move on to the next phase of parenthood ready for the challenges ahead. With the help of a lot of love, and a bit of caffeine. And possibly wine.