These two, I mean these two. They might look like two angels, but I'll give them to you for three hours and If you survive, I'll salute you. I don't know if mine are worse then other brothers with the same small age difference, but mine are just completely CRAZY filled with energy. Phuuuuu ... I'm sure my parents love to have them there with us, but tonight when we're back home, they will sleep like two rocks.
I hope my Dear parents in law are ready for these two wild boys for a month in our house in South of France. It will be quite something now when they both are so active and curious of life.
You readers with girls might be offended, please don't I'm sure you'll have a harder teenager period then me, but honestly ... sometimes I wonder how we stay sane. 24/7 of constant tricks, climbing, running, jumping, testing, it's like motion captured in two small bodies that just needs to explode 100 times per day. Everyone I meet or introduce this reality to (that are not use to small boys) just loose their breath and wonder how I cope.
All I can say is, only mothers and father in the same situation understands. Only them.
I love them to death and have gotten use to this life of never ever sitting still and relaxing, but even so, I sometimes just stand int he middle of it all and ask myself if this can be possible? Sometimes I just want to lock them into two different rooms and forget the key for an hour or two and catch my breath. But I guess I would miss them too much and let them out after ten minutes. That's how deeply I just need them around also. Love is weird for sure.