The joy of five

Have I mentioned recently how much I am loving the girls being five? It’s the sweetest and most interesting age so far. 0-1 is still a sleep deprived, anxiety filled blur, 1-2 had more sleep but not much less anxiety (two mobile babies was like having two Capuchin monkeys), 2-3 was the nightmare that was potty training, 3-4 was the age of the tantrum, but five is almost always delightful. My top three favourites right now are:

1. they are bestest, best friends
2. they are very funny and I love that they never, ever talk in clichés (“my fingers are sparking Daddy“, Leah with cold hands)
3. they are turning into kind, caring people with the morals of an Enid Blyton character in Mallory Towers. House merit points and their ranking for Star of the Week in school rule their world.

A few days ago I was flicking through their baby photos and found this, taken when they were a month old.  At the time I had a notion to pose them every month with the bears to show their growth, but being almost deranged with sleep deprivation back then, never did.  Five years late I had them lie on the floor with the same bears. They were adorable as tiny babies and I’ll treasure this photo forever, but now is even better.

This morning we met a woman who has eighteen year old twin girls. I asked her nervously what having teenage girl twins was like. She looked me in the eye and said ominously, “two can plan and then egg each other on to execute that plan, just remember that. They can plan.

 Which just made me appreciate the simple joy of five even more.

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2 Responses to The joy of five

  1. Kate says:

    What a great post – and how lovely to know it just keeps getting better!

  2. Richard says:

    I wonder if it’s even safe to assume we can all wait until the teenage years for the planning to begin. Even with 4, 7 and 9 I feel outmanoevred most days! Great post, MRH, I hope they still have those bears at ninety!

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