So…when I found out I was having twins, one thought I had was, “One day, they will team up against me.” This thought was usually accompanied with an image of two teenagers – one drunk and the other picking them up from who knows where. Never in my wildest dreams did I think it would happen now…when they’re almost 3 years old..
It happened last week. I made dinner for them. Part of their dinner was half a banana each. Aidan ate his banana first and asked for more. I wanted him to eat the main part of his dinner so I said, “No, Aidan, eat your food first. No more banana.” Then I watched as Brooke broke her half into two pieces, handed one to Aidan and said, “Here Caucau. I share with you, okay?” He says, “Thank you, Meimei!” followed by “You’re welcome” from Brooke. I just sat there. Dumbfounded. I can’t say “Don’t share with your brother!” That kind of love should be rewarded…but I just told Aidan he can’t have anymore banana…what is a mother to do now?
I just sat there. Defeated…proud, but defeated nevertheless.
SCORE: Toddler twins – 1 Mommy – 0


