As a mom of twins... and a toddler... I plan. things. out. I mean I really plan. Like plan - plan. Overly plan. That's not to say that all of my "plans" go as I would like. But it's not for lack of effort if they don't.
So, I've been considering... for a few weeks now... that I should bathe the little boys together. Sounds like something I should be able to manage, right??
OMG! Let me just say I was in a dead sweat before bath-time was over. They crawled from one end of the tub to the other, were pulling up on every surface they could grab and Luke even bailed OUT of the tub at one point. Yeah... I didn't see that one coming. Planning = fail. That's not to say that I haven't tried it since then (and it is getting better), but whoa!!! It's the little things with twins that are tricky... like how do you safely get 2 babies out of the tub and dressed at the same time? Oh yeah... and don't forget you have a 3 year old in the next room doing his best impersonation of a bear wrestler, superman, or astronaut and wanting your undivided attention.
This too shall pass.
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