I got to see my wonderful longtime friend Eleny this past weekend. She brought her two beautiful boys….twin two year olds, Zack and Vincent.
All women reading this now groan a collective “eeeesh!”
Is she tired? Heck yes. Is she up to the challenge? Heck yes. Does she want a break? HELL YES.
Her boys are really sweet, even during their mandatory 2-year-old-bucking-the-system-“No”-ness. I watched her handle them with a combination of empathy and humor. My kids are only 18 months apart, and they nearly killed me at that age. I can only imagine her own frustration and fatigue.
But watching her orchestrate their day made me think of an old joke:
What do you call a dog with no legs?
It doesn’t matter, they won’t come anyways.
Ba dum bum.
So there is my new analogy for 2 year olds. They are like dogs with no legs.
I don’t know why more people don’t come to me for parenting advice.