From the looks of things, we are well on our way. My toddler twins are relentless: climbing every shelf, unrolling every roll of toilet paper, opening every cabinet, deshelving every book, emptying every laundry basket. They feel things strongly and love things fiercely. They are not messing around with life- they're taking it head on (by ripping it out of each other's hands, if necessary!).
I'm proud of them.
I'm also totally exahausted and slightly fearful of what lies ahead in their tween-age years.
Does this look like a scene from a toddler stage version of a Willa Cather novel?
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