Me? While I cleaned up after dinner, the boys were playing for about five minutes alone in the backyard when I heard them giggling uncontrollably. I went to peek on them and found them destroying a dogwood tree with golf clubs.
This resulted in their longest time out ever, no tv, no outside playing, no crafts for the rest of the night. I handled it all very calmly; thinking to myself it's just part of life with twin boys who egg each other on. (Don't get me wrong, I yelled at them and made them clean every single leaf and branch. I just wasn't phased by it.)
Then at bedtime, I noticed the star lights above the dresser were on... and I had not turned them on. Alex had climbed on a book bin, climbed onto an open drawer, and climbed on top of the dresser to turn them on while Nate egged him on.
Again I was very calm about it and explained the dangers (and told Nate to tattle if/when it happens again; he loves telling on Alex!). But the next person who says I'm lucky to have twins because "they play together" and "they keep each other entertained" is going to get AN EARFUL .
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I thought for sure this would be about markers being used on non paper items, or poop. I'm sorry for the poop dogwood tree, and I hope you enjoyed your solo dinner! Oh, and the tattling rule we have is; if some one is doing something dangerous, bleeding or puking, you have to tell. Anything else, not tattle worthy. Good luck with days 2-7!
Why does it say poop dogwood tree? I swear I didn't write that! More proof reading for me!
Not really the kind of Dog Wood photo you normally try for, is it? The thought of having another child around to egg Michael on is pretty much horrifying.
I am just starting to feel your pain. S&H have recently started seriously feeding off one another's crazy and OMG, it is driving me batty. I need your calm, collected attitute!
Poor tree. And good job keeping your cool.
I'm impressed that you kept your cool. I can see that kind of thing putting me in a bad mood for the rest of the week. ;-)
Indeed, the mutual encouragement can be fun, but man can it be a recipe for disaster when they get each other going.
Good for you for remaining calm. I really struggle with that. I hope the rest of your week is zen!
Good luck with days 2-7.... Good job on holding it together and staying calm.
I'm so sorry -- though it is kind of a misery loves company moment for me. We've just moved from the, they play so sweetly together so I can get things done phase, to the, oh hell, what are they up to phase. We've found them climbing things to play with purell; break things; play with lights; raid drawers; etc, etc. Which is worse -- giggling or silence?
I can see how Michael is going to teach Katie a thing or two I wish he wouldn't. I feel for you!
William enjoys egging Seth on. The worst is in the car, when I'm mostly powerless. Not fun. I'm impressed you didn't lose your you-know-what over the tree, though. Or the climbing for that matter. Kudos!
Oh dear.
I used to think gender was a social construct, but now I'm just really REALLY glad I have girls. The worst thing they egg each other on about is getting a serious case of the giggles every time they hear the name "William".
P.S. My word verification is "wayholyp". Now I have my own case of the giggles.
Great post. I can relate. I am still trying to find which one of my whippersnappers decided to hack apart one of the beautiful 3' tall Japanese maples that flank our walkway.
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