AAAAAHHHHHHHH-Part 1

Have you ever walked into your toddler's room and were met by a scene that looked like something you'd see on one of the CSI shows? That's what happened to me today when I went in for the forth time today during naptime. Everyone is fine-no trips to the emergency room or anything. I entered the room to find that the kids had once again moved their toddler beds around and to see Henry's little hands caked in dried blood. No tears, no crying, just a look on his face that said "look what I did" and "oh no, I'm in trouble". I yelled for Jason to come-he was working from home today and he came running. The kids had removed one of the braces from underneath one of the toddler beds and had broken through the window. Henry had then proceeded to handle the shards of glass. There was blood smeared on the walls, on the curtains, little spots on the carpet, and all over their bedding. And Henry's poor little hands were a dark crimson. We got them both out of the room and cleaned up so that we could see where they were cut. I'm trying to keep it together while doing this and both kids are calm and cool during the entire process. Turns out Emma only had a few small scratches. Henry took a small chunk(no emergency care needed) out of his thumb and it bled like crazy. Now I know how my mom and Jason's mom felt when one of their kids got injured. Window has been taken care of, bedding and curtains are clean, carpet thoroughly vacuumed and cleaned, and everything is back to normal. The kids haven't been napping on a regular basis for a while now, but I never thought I'd have today's issue happen at least not at this age. So not only have they broken a window now, we've had to replace their closet doors, replace a humidifier due to it being bullied by our two little people, countless nightlites, a cd player, and I don't know what else. People say that some of the things they are doing are a sign of creativity. I think they may be partially correct, but I also think that the people that say such things don't have children and that's the nicest thing they can think of to say.

They aren't bad kids. In fact, we get complimentes about them all the time from various people(not related and not friends). They do for the most part behave very well in public and when we go out and at home. Its just every once in a while they go on this crazy spree. Perhaps it's becasue they are about to turn three in two months. When they turned wo las year it was really weird because it was like they changed overnite. I'm not joking...It's like they knew they were two all of a sudden and then the fun started.

We made it from birth to two months, two months to one year, one year to two years, and now two years to three. We've been told that three and four are even more difficult. We'll see. In my opinion, two of the main reasons we've made it this far is becasue we had two sets of parents that were wonderful examples of how to raise our own children. And I don't want to hear anyone(Granny/Grandpa or Nana/Papa) try to argue with me about that. Sure we've read a lot of books about raising twins(which have helped a lot), but I've found that calling or emailing my mom of Jason's mom and just listening to stories about our childhoods and how they(our parents) raised us has helped a GREAT deal.