Some days I wonder if everyone who has toddler twins experiences the chaos and challenges I do of having two, two year olds. Most pictures posted on facebook are cute smiles, a fun game, an adventure outdoors. Forget about pictures of singular children, it makes parenting look like a breeze to watch people easily take their kids from activity to activity, perfectly well behaved, without the worry of what to do if they take off in opposite directions. The truth is, no matter how many fun times we have, they are often surrounded in chaos. Even simple things like “sleeping” turn into dramatic situations, which leads me to my morning yesterday when I needed to find out how to get desitin out of hair.
The past 2 weeks in our house has been a bit of a struggle. As their 3rd birthday approaches, they are becoming more vocal, testing more limits, and putting their developing brains together to brainstorm ways to outsmart me on a regular basis. Mornings in our house have become a joke. Maybe you have 1 Houdini that likes to escape their bed or room, but you really don’t know the struggle until you have twins (or triplets or more, ahhh I can’t imagine!). This is a whole new stage of struggle since the newborn phase.
Last year we had the same problem with crib jumping. Since they weren’t quite 2, I was more concerned with the possibility of injury and not the possibility of room destruction. We lowered the mattresses to the lowest setting. They still jumped out. We turned the cribs so the high side faced out. That kept my daughter in check, but my son continued to escape. I even caught a cute picture of him all cuddled up asleep in our double wide rocker after not knowing he had climbed out of bed.
Desparate, we did what most parents do, search the internet for solutions. My solution? A sleep tent. I ordered one with 2 day shipping from Amazon, and for the past year it has been the best investment in our sleep sanity. Until about 2 weeks ago, when my daughter decides she’s ready to push the envelope again and start crib jumping again. This started with her climbing out, unzipping her brother from the canopy bed, so they could both open and slam the door to their room shut, run around like animals, climb to the top of the dresser (bolted to the wall at least) to jump off, and destroy our diaper station by tossing wipes & diapers all over the room.
We tried the OK to wake clock. They seem to get the concept, but waiting for the green light didn’t keep them in bed. We tried a sticker chart, which worked for a week (especially with the growling and roaring she was doing). We reversed the doorknob so they couldn’t slam the door. The last straw was the morning they climbed out, ripped off diapers and peed all over the carpet. Guess what? Second crib tent on order! You realize Amazon prime takes 2 whole days though, right? Of course the day the tent is scheduled to arrive, I open their bedroom door to see this. My daughter is covered head to toe in extra strength desitin. All over her face, arms, legs, hair. She immediately tried to blame her brother, which I know is bullshit because he has a little in his har, and none on his hands or anywhere else. I stood almost in shock, it kind of took me back to the time they smeared poop all over the entire playroom. I took a picture to document the disaster, then with some quick thinking, I realized my husband was in the shower so I threw her in with him. Only for him to yell back 5 minutes later. “It won’t come out of her hair!”
We tried 3 different kinds of shampoo (even the “natural” kind), when I did a quick search with an “aha” moment. Blue Dawn. Isn’t Blue Dawn seriously the answer to everything? Thankfully we keep a Costco size vat of it under our kitchen sink, so we lathered them up, told them to squeeze their eyes shut. Crisis averted, and now my kids are at their regular state of cleanliness (a little jelly from a bagel on their face is ok, right?).
By the way, the second tent arrived that night, and went in for bedtime. There was quite a bit of resistance, but I stayed strong, and now I can type this knowing that no one is smearing themselves with butt cream with the thoroughness of a sunscreen application.
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