The past few weeks I have noticed the time in between sorting out rows between the boy and the girl is getting longer and longer. They actually, gasp, play! We had a little indoors picnic as the weather was dreadful. It was lovely until the baby started to try and eat the girls Peppa cupcake. Then all hell broke loose!
I have also noticed they have been getting into little bits of trouble together round the house. Mainly involving the kitchen (which is now locked at all times), and the washing machine area. It is driving me mad! The machine is turned on, turned off, clothes took out, toys put in. And so on. You get the idea.
Come summer time I worry what sorts of plots they are going to have against me. I feel I will be cleaning up all sorts of things and hiding various potential weapons!