As a father of one-year-old twins I’m pleased to say the babies are delightful most of the time. They’re now toddling and climbing; soon they’ll be talking.
I know they both subscribe to the BLF, the Baby Liberation Front, a little-known terrorist organisation (or freedom fighters, depending on your perspective). We’ve learnt to live with the demands and blackmail of this sinister but cute group.
I’ve also come to suspect the twins may have an evil triplet.
Margaret and James are so sweet it’s hard to believe that either could possibly trash the kitchen cupboards. It must be their evil triplet.
Likewise, Margaret wouldn’t cry in the middle of the night for no reason. It must be the evil triplet.
It must also be the evil triplet who: smacks Snowy the pup, pulls the hair of the other baby, runs towards the road when let in the front yard, pulls out the DVD player cables, sticks little fingers in the video player, makes phone calls on my mobile, loses the keys, empties the dog’s water bowl and has an unhealthy interest in the toilet.
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