Sometime last year, I was at one of the monthly support meetings thrown by my local parents of multiples club, and the club co-president was decrying "The F^%#ing Fours," the phase her twin boys were going through. She said, "Everyone talks about the terrible twos. But no one warns you about the fucking fours!"
At the time, I just laughed, and figured maybe she was exaggerating. Maybe she'd had a particularly hard day with her boys, two kids I'd only glimpsed at club events, where they were invariably well-behaved and adorable.
But now I know about the F^%#ing Fours. And I want them to be Fucking Over.
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
It's Not The Terrible Twos You Have To Worry About: It's The F^ing Fours
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