Toddlers or terriers?

We joked about the pending toddling phase and the inevitable twin approach for maximum effect...one goes one way and one the other. But add to that that I live next to a road next to the Thames and that my electric bumblebee type toddlers are high speed. It is very hairy. One refuses to hold my hand and the other won’t be picked up. This mobile phase is coupled with extreme interest in cupboards and drawers and my house is so unchild friendly that I don’t know where to begin. There isn’t a square centimetre above their head height that it’s already occupied.

Today I nipped to put the rubbish out having left them in the bathroom. At least there I can put the loo brush out of reach and have finally found a way to secure the undersink cupboard using a toothbrush wedged into the hinge. By the time I return W has done an Andrex puppy game with the loopaper looping it like a celebratory ribbon over everything and is embarking on tearing it into small pieces but R had escaped scuttled downstairs and found the new box of rice crispies. Her confetti effect was momentous and as I grappled the box off her they crunched underfoot like a mini firework display.  As far as they were both concerned a celebration all round.

When I suggested to D that our toddlers were like tearaway terriers... He said “yes but at least you can shut terriers in the garden...”