I find the twos to be terrific, not terrible. Oh, there's squabbles and tantrums, but these are fleeting. I love the new language that emerges every day, and am continually astounded by the level of co-operative creativity and stubborness the twins apply to problems. A recent feat was hauling a chair to the outside door so one of them could reach the lock; the other twin stopped the door closing while the first climbed down and moved the chair out of the way.
I discovered they could do this when they collected the mail and brought it to me in the shower, at a time when I thought they were safely ensconced in front of the television for five minutes. Sometimes the twos are terrifying, too. I think they understand now that they are welcome to open the back door, but the front door is off-limits.
Their independence is growing. Vieve mostly focuses her attention on her wardrobe, but Finn is strongly in the realm of "I do it! I do it! Try self!" As his skills improve, he progresses from "I do it! Fold bread!" to "I do it! Butter bread!"; from "I do it wash hands!" to "I do it turn tap on!"
He physically wrenched the lock off the fridge through his repeated attempts to pour his own cup of milk. I conceded defeat, and we haven't replaced it. With the exception of very full (and therefore heavy) bottles, he rarely spills any as he opens the fridge, gets the milk, takes the lid off, pours two cups of milk, puts the lid back on the bottle, puts the milk back in the fridge and shuts the door. I love that he always pours a cup for his sister.
Judging by his appetite lately, he's going through a growth spurt. One weekend I was woken by the plaintive cry of "Scamble egg? Scamble egg?" I told him I would make scrambled eggs once I'd changed his and his sister's nappies.

But her change was interrupted by a terrified scream from the kitchen.
He was hungry, so he'd decided to take matters into his own hands. Plate? Check. Cutlery? Check. Piece of bread on the plate? Check. Egg? Ch... OH NO! "Egg mess! Egg mess! No scamble egg! Egg mess!"
While a little annoyed at the mess and waste, I had to admire his observation skills, as well as his initiative and determination. There's no point crying over spilt egg, after all. Since the "egg mess" was his primary concern, I wiped it up and showed him that the table was clean.

Once Finn was calmer, and hubby stopped laughing quite so hard, they made scrambled eggs together. Finn was absolutely proud of himself. "I turning the egg! I turning!"
Under close paternal supervision he even got to stir the eggs in the pan. Finn helped butter the toast before Daddy put the eggs on, then carried the plate oh-so-carefully to the table. His carefully cooked "scamble egg" was demolished, right down to the crusts. He was a hungry little boy - and a proud one.
As he cooked with his Daddy, you could see the sense of accomplishment erasing his embarrassment about his "egg mess". Look at that expression!
While his independent streak can sometimes make a little more work for us at the moment, it will serve him well as an adult. And raising functional adults is the goal of parents, right?
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Two year olds are so much fun - hard work sometimes, but heaps of fun. You need a lot of patience to deal with their independence and 'I do it', especially when you're in a hurry. I think they are at their most affectionate at 2, always giving hugs and kisses.
Great story - I relate to the antics. Often I think you have a split second to decide if you will laugh, cry or yell at what you're faced with. I'm happy to say that in my experience it's much easier to laugh with your 2nd child than your 1st. By the time my 3rd boy is 2 I'll be pulling out the video camera and posting on youtube!?
What a neat story! Go Finn!
You could be talking about my very own 2.8 year old twin daughters. They can do anything. The world is their oyster. Regardless of what Mummy thinks. They ADORE washing their hands by themselves (including soap, and drying their hands on the towel). Heaven forbid you try to help them go to the toilet by helping them remove their knickers too. Your peaceful world is shattered by cries of "No mummy, MY do it!! Don't DO that Mummy!!"
The wondrous world of independent children.
What fun! I really impressed that your two year old wants to do all these things and that you let him. My 3 year old boy is the most beautifully behaved child but sometimes I think that a little bit more independence and "I do it" wouldn't go amiss. Perhaps his little 15 month old brother might teach him a thing or two about mischief making:-)
What a gorgeous story. My wee boy (17 months) is very independent. He can't yet say "I do it" but there's no mistaking that's what he means. If he is refusing to eat his porridge, I ask him if he wants to do it himself. He gives a big grin and says "Ba" and then will quite happily eat the whole lot (slightly messier than when I'm feeding him!).
I can so relate to this post. Mr just turned two is heavily into "do it yourself" - as he hasn't quite got the language concept of me or I. So everything is either "do it yourself" or "help Mummy" which generally involves the dragging of a chair to a bench while I make lunch or dinner. He is also becoming quite dictatorial so everything he does becomes "Mummy [run/skip/jump/fall over] too!" Fall over must look hilarous to onlookers in Wellington Civic Square when a woman in a full suit, high heels and full makeup gets down and rolls around on the ground!
Oh I love two year olds, they are like happy little drunks running round your house to make you laugh. I think of them as terrific two's and not terrible at all. I used baby sign language with my son and this was great when he was two as there are some words they don't want to or can't say at two but they can sign, like "help" and "sorry". And if you struggle with a two year old you better brace yourself because four year olds are hideous!
We also seem to have got an independent one. Always wants to help with anything the grown ups are doing, takes my hand away when I try to help him with anything, and is always saying "I'll do it all by myself Daddy". I'm so proud of him for wanting to be his own man.
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What a fantastic story! I have encountered this too, when babysitting for a friend. Her daughter has waist-length hair and she was not letting me brush it. To my surprise, she got most of the tangles out without hurting herself so I hardly had to do anything :) My nephew is 20 months old and every time I go round to see my brother, he has learned a new word. Last weekend it was "a" -prior to that he just used the noun eg "cat", now everything has "a" -so "a cat". So adorable and so clever!