They looked really similar when they were little, they were like the same size. Noelle's hair wasn't grown out yet, so she still had short hair like Jacob. They just followed each other around; they acted like little twins. So, Terror Twins is how their nickname evolved.
I, GrammyPam, Watched
The first time I coupled the two autumn-born toddlers was watching them at the yard gate. These diminutive imps each had their little square chubby hands clutching the wires of the gate. It's painted orange and is part of a chain link fence. It leads to the flag pole, the barn, and a big yard that's edged by the highway.
They wanted out!
Where they thought they were gonna go, I sure didn't know! Everyone else was behind them inside the fenced area. In unison they shook and shook, and made it rattle and clink and clank! They were sure their doggedness was going to release them. They vigorously shook some more! They just knew it was going to give way and set them free! Thankfully, it never did.
Aug. 2022 - 3 years old
A few months have passed, it's summertime, the Terror Twins are almost 3. And they're at it again. This time Jacob has an enabler, an accomplice. My first sight was of him pushing a yellow metal Tonka dump truck in the green grass hightailing it for the pond. He has a load of rocks to unload. And unload it he did. RIGHT INTO THE POND!
As I was about to step out of the house to put a stop to filling the pond, he was already back to his starting point. Noelle was handing him rocks! That little minx was plucking rocks from my flower bed's border and giving them over to Jacob who was dropping them into his dump truck!
I can see where that's going! And it's not! "STOP!"
Sept. 2022
It's September, when it's time for their birthdays, there's proof positive The Terror Twins had been busy. I don't know the time or the when. I do know it was on Sunday when everyone was here. Because on Tuesday I clean and/or refill the birdbath. This Tuesday I couldn't. Though there was no water, it was full.
Before I could hose out the birdbath and refill with fresh water I had to undo what the Terror Twins had done.
Remove the pile of rocks!
John Saw
Oct. 2022 - 3 year olds
A Sunday, in October, was an active, scurrying, kinetic day! It started at Habanero Grill. The Terror Twins were in high form - Jacob and Noelle. Rising from their seats so many times, they finally got strapped into high chairs. The reasons: Crayons provided by the waitress had been bit and exchanged. They had crawled on the floor under the tables to spy each other. And final straw, they had played hide and seat around the restaurants rock-made posts, with giggles and "I got you" squeals.
Once here at the house, John saw "a site to behold". Noelle and Jacob are not much taller than the birdbath. The birdbath started out dry. He noted Noelle had a toy plastic yellow dump truck in her hands, and that Jacob was sucking water from a straw from his sippy cup. He then spit-spewed the water from his mouth into Noelle's dump truck. She then dumped it into the birdbath. It was done again and again until the sippy cup was emptied...all of it!
John laughed, "The birdbath was no longer dry."
Sweet birds can now bathe in toddler flavored water!
It's Me Again, Watching
Jan. 2023 - 3 years old
I turned the corner to follow Jacob, and spied Noelle at the other end of the hallway. She was pushing not one but two babydoll strollers. One stroller was smaller than the other. Jacob is upset. He has a Ty Baby donkey called Dakota and is marching down the hall! When he gets to her he grabs the smaller stroller like he's an offended owner! She doesn't understand and resists with her hands. He puts Dakota in the seat and shoves off, LOL. He looked so indignant. And she looks so affronted. By the time they reach the other end of the hall, they're friends again.
LOL, three year olds!
Wonder what's around the next corner?
Oh, ho! Terror Twins!
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