I genuinely can not imagine our life without these two being 13 months apart. People hardly notice anymore, that they are so close in age, while it was ever so obvious when they were they were babies.
They spend a lot of their day together, mostly good, but when they get in trouble it’s always enhanced. (Like when they were dressed to go out last week, but both somehow ended up in the sprinklers completely drenched.)
It’s really important that I never laugh when they’ve done something terrible, no matter how funny. Once they get a laugh, you can’t win.