Ever since Monday, this is the game that Claudia wants to play ad nauseam.
It usually goes pretty well, unless Ian’s baby wants the red bowl…
… or the green cup, or the fork on the left.
The day I found out I was going to have twins, a nurse at my obstetrician’s office (who had twins herself) told me this and I’m telling you right now; twin parents BUY TWO OF EVERYTHING, and don’t think you can be clever and get a yellow ball and a purple ball and everything will be fine. Just get two yellow balls. I’ve heard the argument that “Oh, I’m not going to spoil my twins, or waste my money, they will learn how to share”. I say. Fine, but since I was planning on spoiling my kids anyway, I’d really rather not hear Claudia screech about “red booooooooowwwwwllllllll, AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” (picture above taken right before this actual event).
Now I’ve got to go get some cookies for The Goon Squad’s babies. My “Grandchildren” seem to ask for cookies a lot.