Double Trouble

I couldn't wait to move out of our house in Bartlett. We needed another bedroom and a bigger basement and at the time, I wanted less yard because Leo wasn't and still isn't really a "lawn guy". The twins were around 2 and in toddler beds and when one woke up, they would wake up the other one and if that child wasn't ready to get up, he/she would be crabby the rest of the day. Naptime was a nightmare. The day I knew they needed to be in separate bedrooms was when my sister had stopped over for lunch and when I went to check on them, they weren't in their beds. I was fuming that they had left their bedroom and was calling out to them. There was no answer and my sister and I started to panic looking all over the house. I started yelling that if they didn't answer, they were going to be in big trouble and still nothing. I admit, I was freaking out. We went back in their room and just as I was about to yell again, we heard giggling. We looked at each other trying to figure out where it was coming from. Their room was very small. We heard more giggling coming from the closet. I had already looked in the closet several times so I was very confused. I looked again and still nothing. Our closets had the white wiring shelving throughout them and suddenly, my sister yelled, "I see feet!" I looked and sure enough, four little feet were on the wire shelf. I moved the clothes aside and there they were hanging from the top shelf. Let me repeat, two 2 year olds, hanging from the top shelf!

Back to moving out of Bartlett. The twins were about two and a half and while throwing things away and packing things up, I had a bunch of bags (Have I mentioned I am a hoarder of bags?)in my room. I was on the phone with Nico's school arguing about enzymes during snack (should have been a foreshadowing to later issues) when Tommy came down the stairs and said, "I don't like this pink candy." He was holding a bunch of wrappers that I didn't recognize at first. I thought, since it was after Easter, that he had gotten into the Easter candy but that would have been too simple. I went upstairs to find Belle in the middle of 30 empty wrappers. "I LIKE this pink candy!" I looked at the wrappers and it dawned on me...it was chewable Pepto Bismol wrappers. I kept asking stupidly, "Did you eat them? How many did you eat?" I was frantic but the twins just looked at me like I was crazy and they weren't that far off. I called the doctor and they said to call poison control. I called them and they kept me on hold forever so I thought we were in the clear. Nope. The woman got back on the line and said, "Go directly to the ER. We'll alert them that you are coming." Turns out there is aspirin in Pepto Bismol so it posed a danger to them. I took them and after they forced charcoal down them (turning me into a leopard with all the black spots on me from getting spit on), a $1000 lunch and a 9 hour wait to see if it was out of their system, they were sent home. They are definitely double the blessings but, and I say this with a lot of love, they are without a doubt double trouble.