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The Adventures of Motherhood with Twin Boys
The Adventures of Motherhood with Twin Boys
Love, Hugs, and a few Tears
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The Muffin Trail
Brodie was eating a mini bran muffin while walking around the kitchen, when Lucas woke up from his nap. I left Brodie alone and hurried down the hall to get Lucas out of his crib. I was only gone a few minutes, but in that short time Brodie had finished his muffin. Rather than eating it, he smashed it into pieces and left a muffin trail from the kitchen into the entry way. He kept walking over the muffin pieces, stomping on them and saying, "Uh Oh!" Then he would occasionally bend over, pick up a few pieces, and throw them back onto the floor, repeating "Uh Oh!" Lucas woke up from his nap crying, so he melted down into hysterics when I set him down on the kitchen floor, so I could start cleaning up 'the muffin trail', before it was completely smashed into the rug and spread all around the house. I picked up Lucas in an attempt to calm him, then Brodie started pointing and saying "wa wa" for water. I gave him the water bottle, but instead of drinking it, he turned it upside down and started pouring water all over the floor. I set Lucas back down on the floor, to clean up the water puddle that Brodie was stomping in and swishing around with his hands, Lucas immediately started crying, and the phone rang. I got the water cleaned, and picked Lucas back up, as I grabbed the phone. It was my husband. Now Lucas and Brodie were both crying. Lucas was hungry, Brodie was upset because I took the water bottle away from him, and I still had 'the muffin trail' to deal with. I answered my husband's question, tried to politely listen to what he was saying, but we could barely hear each other, so I ended our call ended abruptly with "I have to go. They're both crying. I love you. Be safe and have a good ride home."
I try to avoid situations like these. Its a good day when I'm one step ahead of Lucas and Brodie. But as you can tell, this is not always the case. Within minutes a perfectly calm day can turn into chaos. They finally calmed down when one of my friends brought her two sets of twins over to play with her. The kids had a great time together. 0 comments from 0 users
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