Three is For Me- The Age, Not Amount of Children

Perhaps I have thrown this statement out there in the past, but now that I am almost half way through the age of 3 with the kids, I am making a big declaration--

2 {the age} was more difficult.

There, I said it.

Is E absolutely insane?? Yes. And J is actually really laid back so I don't even count him in this conversation. Seriously, that laid back. So while age 3 tests my patience and my brain, age 2 tested my physical and mental strength. It was like a twin gauntlet. That age where they are capable of everything physically but cannot mentally understand the danger yet. Now, I can scare them by saying things like "If you were jumping on the couch and fell off, you might hit your head on the coffee table.  And then your head might crack open and you would be bleeding and we would have to go to the hospital. Do you want to go to the hospital?" No. The answer is always no.

Unless maybe Patrick Dempsey really worked there. Or Zac Effron {yeah, I went there}.

Anyway, where am I? Oh! At age 2 we were living in our old house where the playroom was in the basement. I felt like a prisoner on so many levels. I didn't want to take the kids out that much since I had been doing this "kid" thing long enough to think the stroller was a pain in the ass. But they weren't to the point they are now where they could walk around and listen to me. They really are angels for the most part when I take them out. Now, all that to say, this was a having two at once thing. Would you let 2 two year olds run loose in Target? Hell no.  Now you are just trying to make yourself insane.

3 years old is hilarious. I find it exhausting, mentally, but it is so rewarding. J tells me he loves me no lie, 100 times a day. He runs up and kisses me all.day.long. I find E to be very smart {of course I think this...every mom does}, so having a conversation with her is fantastical. Can she pull the crazy card in .2 seconds? Yes. But it's rare and nowadays, they help me clean and they listen, for the most part, and they can do things themselves!!! This is huge. The days of getting 2 newborns/infants/toddlers ready are gone! And though I am still doing a lot, I can direct the show more to where it has gotten so much easier.

I remember meeting a woman at the zoo who had 10 year old twin boys--our kids were about 1 at the time. She told DG and myself that when they got to 5 it was a breeze. I thought I was going to faint. That was 4 years from that time. But let me tell you, time has flown by. She also made the comment that while all her friends were saying how hard 2 and 3 were, she found them to be such an improvement from doing every.single.thing for the boys. At 3 years old, I totally get this. And a big bonus, they really and truly play with each other now.

So there. I like age 3 better. Whether it is a personal thing or the fact that I am going through it x2, I'll never know. But the only reason 3 is rough is because they have gotten so damn smart and know how to fight back! Hahah

These two crack me up. These are phone pictures, so yes, they are of "low quality"....