So . . . If you know me or have been around a while you have probably heard me mention the twins.
I figured it's about time I share a little bit with all of you and let you know what it's like to have twins.
Twins are fun. Twins are challenging. Twins are frustrating. Twins are a riot. Twins really are twice the love. Twins are also twice the work.
They do the funniest things, too. You know that video on YouTube
As a mother of twins I can honestly say that it made me smile but it didn't surprise me because I saw things like that all the time on an everyday basis!
When they were first born they were adorable and slept a lot . . . usually tucked in close together.
Now that they are two years old . . . they are usually driving each other crazy (or driving me crazy). They are also inseparable.
They've also started to get in trouble together...for example - I give you Twin Tales: Part One -
Have you ever seen the movie Barnyard? How about Chicken Run?
Lately my twins have been loving movies that have anything to do with a farm and farm animals. Both of these movies have been seen SEVERAL times by all my kiddos in the last few weeks. They have been playing with the farm on ABCmouse.com. Dean's favorite song is Old MacDonald . . . and if you try to sing anything else he will yell at the top of his lungs, "NOOOO!! Old MicGongold!!!"
Have I painted a picture for you that my twins LOVE all things farm/barn?
Good, because it makes what they did yesterday afternoon more understandable and even more adorable . . . because you won't find it annoying since you didn't have to clean it up. I thought about grabbing the camera but knew that Jerry would be home soon and finding the mess they made would not make him happy.
I washed my hair in the bathtub and started the hairdryer. I was planning on going out and was getting ready. I finished drying my hair when I realized the twins were TOO quiet. Quiet is NOT good. If they are screaming and yelling, I can usually tell if it is serious or not. Quiet? I have no idea what that means.
I went to check on them and stopped dead in my tracks. They had found the mini chocolate chips and had scattered them all around the room (think birdseed). They were in the center of the room, kneeling on the floor "pecking" the chocolate chips up off the floor. Yes . . . my sons had become chocolate chip eating chickens.
Unfortunately, we do not have whole house air and the air conditioner was not on in their room and the chocolate chips underneath them were melting. Therefore, they were quickly becoming chocolate chip spotted chickens - long with their very light carpeting.
Yeah - it was funny . . . after I got all of the chocolate chips vacuumed up and the polka dots scrubbed out of the carpet. However, I will tell you that the laughter and image were well worth it.
Stay tuned . . . the Twin Tales will surely continue!