Update to Twins and Toddler Beds

Since I wrote the previous post, more changes have occurred. The twins have perfected turning their toy bins over and using them to boost up and grab at wall decor, baby wipes, etc...
So now their toys are without organization since I had to put the bins away.

The summer sun comes through their east-facing window most of the day, and since they had pulled down their black-out shades, I had to hang a blanket up, just to the point they can't reach it. This blocks a little bit of the sun, but still isn't a great solution for nap time.

The biggest change came today when I heard a crash and opened the door to see that they were climbing on the sides of their toddler beds and pulling each other off. The reason I turned their cribs into toddler beds was because I didn't want them climbing on their cribs, falling out, and potentially breaking a bone or have a head injury. With that being said, I spent this evening taking down their beds, now they are left with their mattresses on the floor.

They have less things in their room than an inmate has in prison, but they are happy anyway.
At bedtime, they were using their mattresses as a tumbling track of sorts, laughing and enjoying each other.

I thought it was difficult having twins as infants, but these toddler twins are beyond anything I have handled before or could have imagined. While taking deep breaths and taking it minute by minute, I will get through this stage too.

Twins and Toddler beds

I haven't had time to write lately with a combination of my whole household having an epidemic of stomach virus and end-of-school-year activities. However, the youngest two Moore's have been making lots of changes lately that are pretty cute, I really must share them before they fully move into the toddler phase and I forget how cute they are for a while (or until they turn 5).

The major change that has occurred is that last week, F started to climb out of his crib. Brad heard him fussing, which is nothing unusual when they are having a party while they are supposed to be sleeping. He went to check on them and saw F hanging on to the outside of his crib. He rescued him and the next morning was spent converting cribs to toddler beds, for the last time (I may have shed a tear or two at that realization.)

It is something that I have done twice before, but there are special considerations when allowing two toddlers to roam free during naps and night time. I had to go through all the toys and take out anything that could become a weapon. So basically soft toys and books were left. I turned the dresser around so they couldn't climb on open drawers or shut their brother's fingers in them. We anchored the bookshelf to the wall in case they decide to go mountain climbing.

Even with all of this, they still managed to find ways to cause destruction, keep in mind it has only been a week. They completely tore down the black-out shades on the windows, pulled the moulding off from under the window, broke their lamp, and are severely sleep deprived from not sleeping as long at night, and skipping naps during the day.

This change has been difficult, but there are some really sweet things that have come out of it. I went to check on them during nap time because I kept hearing a lot of laughter and some loud noises. I opened the door and saw F sitting in the middle of the room, but E was no where to be seen. I finally saw him laying on the bottom bookshelf with a huge smile on his face.

It has been fun to open the door and see where they are sleeping/playing. Usually they can be found next to each other either on the same bed, or the same spot on the floor.

I think this experience has really strengthened their relationship, they seem to be playing together even more, having more conversation, and even caring for each other. One night E was so tired that I had to hold him to calm him down to sleep. F kept coming over to "check" on him and trying to cover him up with his blanket.

A few days ago, I was running late getting them up from their nap and loaded into the car to pick B1 up from the bus stop. I went in their room and of course E had gone #2. I didn't have much time to move him to another location to change him, so I did it right in the middle of their floor. F saw an opportunity and came over, took some wipes out of the container, and started trying to "help" me wipe E's bottom! Although it was really gross, and hard to contain while I was trying to fight with E to hold still and not get poo everywhere, it was pretty funny and I couldn't help from laugh. That will be a great one to tell them when they are older!

I am going to hold on to this phase as long as I can, but before I know it, they are going to be asking where their bunk bed is, just like their older brothers sleep on.