We’ve had the years where they communicate better with each other than anyone else, ganging up on us, or oblivious to the needs of those outside the twinship. The best-friend-who’s-always-there-years.
Now that they’ve hit thirteen, it’s like they are 4 years apart. Every little comment, no matter how well-intentioned is taken the wrong way. Every approach completely misreads the mood of the other. Brother can’t stop winding up sister, but is baffled that she doesn’t want to play. Sister can’t bear to be around him for more than a few minutes.
Our holidays are spent on a small boat (think caravan, but without the grass to run around on), and we are just about to go away for another week. DH and I are starting to tally down the years until they leave home and we can go off without them.
Their behaviour makes perfect growing up/ independence sense. They need to evolve to be separate from each other, as well as from us.
However, please tell me, when does it become bearable to share a small space with them again?