The twins really like to make sure all is fair in the world. They constantly switch car seats because they want to make sure they each get a turn in both. I keep telling them it’s a car seat, not the Queen’s throne but it makes no difference.
We have one Elmo chair and they take turns brushing their teeth in it.
(Don’t send me another Elmo chair – one is plenty.)
I recently came across this old photo of the twins. They are just babies, all bundled up in their fleece onesies and strapped into their double stroller.
I showed 3 year old Harlowe the photo. I don’t know where Chase was at the time. Probably off composing a symphony or working on his memoirs or something.
“Look at you guys! You’re so cute. Your mama was so tired at that time. I don’t know why I’m talking in the 3rd person. It’s a thing we moms do. But you are both so adorable!!”
Harlowe looked at the photo and said, “Mommy, the next time I’m a baby, can I be in the back and Chase can be in the front?”
“Sure honey. No problem.”