My DTs were only going to eat healthy home cooked meals, and would positively love veg. Weaning went swimmingly, I puréed and all was good until they were introduced to chips. Now DD won’t eat anything unless it’s beige, veg must be hidden, and anything not already on the beige list isn’t even tried before being launched.
No squash only water. Water is for playing with only in their eyes, it’s not for drinking.
No peppa pig. Admittedly we’ve stuck to that, but Shaun the bloody sheep is the replacement, and my daughter baaaaas when angry. We’ve been successful at reducing the amount it’s watched though as for an alarming period DD stopped talking and baaaad and moooed instead of using actual words.
I thought kids would fit in to our lives, and we’d be in charge of two adorable agreeable mini versions of ourselves. The kids rule our lives, sometimes adorably but we are most definitely not in charge. DS has some speech issues but has learnt to say ‘no mama’ in a really disappointed I feel so sorry for you you absolute idiot manner.
Thought we’d be a democracy. I’m a dictator. Don’t worry though, the kids don’t care as they don’t listen anyway.
Wooden educational toys only = all of the toot toot range (some in duplicate) and I can’t look anywhere without seeing a plastic toy! To be fair, the wooden toys were bloody brilliant when they were teething.
All toys would be tidied away. Kids didn’t get that memo, standing on discarded duplo is now a way of life. I’m so tired that I don’t always notice.
I thought having twins would be tough but I’d find my rhythm. As soon as I do, they up and change the track so I’m constantly on the back foot, puzzling over how to make our lives flow.
Before having kids I thought videos of twins working together were cute and hilarious but staged in some way. They’re not, and when they’re your kids it’s neither cute nor hilarious. I now have no surface they can’t reach and have taken to blocking cupboards with other items of furniture.
I stupidly thought saying NO would be sufficient. I’d no idea I’d have kids who literally don’t understand this and think it means ‘sure, crack on!’
My toddlers are arseholes. Wouldn’t change them for the world, I hope that they keep their sassy ways as they’ll conquer the world. My only hope now is to live to see it 😂