This post is the equivalent of a “Real World” Episode

Who ever invented the term “terrible twos?”

They are the Terrific Twos. … The real terror starts at age 3.

I beg them. I remind them. I time-out them. I take things away. I do every single positive / negative reinforcement / punishment known to man.  They still don’t listen.

They climb on everything. They talk back. They refuse to eat. (Unless it is a cupcake.)

They steal toys. They hit each other. They try to throw chairs in anger? (Seriously… where did they learn this stuff?)

Tonight, I was speaking to a friend. I asked her, “Have you ever talked to someone and walked away thinking – ‘they must be on drugs?’ … This is exactly what it is like to have a conversation with toddlers.”

Later, we decorated the Christmas Tree.  I had to give the twins a broken strand of lights to choke each other with play with.

They dug out everything break-able and said, “Should I drop this?” as I shouted, “NO!” every 3 seconds.
If an ornament had a movable part – they tried to move it.  If it didn’t have a movable part before… It probably does now.

I give that tree until approximately 7pm tomorrow night. Then I say that tree is on a pile on top of two silly children.

And yet…. they are so cute.

And these pictures are completely true.  And they are also part of our night.  They are also part of life with twin 3 year-olds.  In reality TV… photos and video clips are compiled to show people in a certain “light.”

Tonight… my kids were angels.  Just look…..




This right here is the “Twin Money Shot.” You never seem to be able to get them to hug.  (or even look at the camera at the same time.) Super proud of this picture!



Oh yes… and that is totally a small cheese “knife” in Addison’s hand on the big photo.  It was the only way I could get them to let me photograph them…. to let her hold a knife. *sigh* Mother of the year award… again.