Mr Helpful

It is always nice to have help when you have 3 boys under the age of two, but "help" from Wyatt is about to push me over the edge! The following list is a sample of the "help" that Wyatt provides to make life more interesting with Jonah and Samuel every day:

1. Taking off the twins bibs from the back (so that they choke and turn red a little until the velcro breaks) and throwing them into the dirty laundry basket as soon as a new bib is put on, in the middle of a feeding, or just before burping (thus actually using the bib for spit up) at least 22 times a day
2. Using an wet rag or bib from the dirty clothes basket to wipe the twins faces if they have even a speck of drool visible at least 32 times a day, each
2. Dumping the bin of baby toys on the floor and distributing them alternately one by one to each of the boys until the bin is empty and each twin has a 2 foot pile of baby toys on their lap. Then when they show an interest in a particular toy in the two foot pile, removing said toy until it is just out of their reach and walking away!
3. Cleaning the nipple of Jonah and Samuel's bottles by licking them off if they fall on the floor before putting them back in the boys mouths.
5. Screaming "hello" at the top of his lungs to wake up Jonah and Samuel if I mention that "I may go up and check on the boys"
6. Pulling off the twins socks within 3.5 seconds of finishing dressing them
7. Secretly placing the Bumbo chairs just behind my feet while I am doing any task that requires attention to detail involving Jonah and Samuel, so that, instead of me using them to sit the boys in as intended by Wyatt, I stumble around desperately trying not to drop one of my babies while Wyatt points at the chair and cries because I am not putting a baby in it.

I have come to the conclusion that the toughest part about surviving the first year with twins is them surviving their big brother and all of his "help"!