Yeah. You can thank me later for getting some good ole-school "Whoomp there it is" in your noggin. Bring back memories? Yeah, it takes me for a fun jog down memory lane, too. Man, I thought I was some kinda cool with my dolla stoe boom box and my cassette single of this song. Fun times. But this is soooo not where I was going with the whole "tag team" bit.
Meet the new tag team in town.
Cute, huh? Yeah, when they're SLEEPING! Well, they usually play pretty well together after their naps, so I'll count that as a cute time, too.
Oh. My. Stars. These two have given me a run for my money over the past few days. In the last week, there's been fever, boulders disguised as teeth trying to make their way through Fancy's gums, overflowance of dipes, sinus infections, antibiotics (which cause an overflowance from the one not in a dipe...gahross), and att-i-tude in abundance. Oh, did I mention the attitude?
Lawsy mercy, I thought I'd reached my end last night. I'm pretty sure Brandon was bracing himself for an explosion or an attempt to fly the coup last night. Love that man. Without his sanity, I'm pretty sure I'd be rocking myself to the humming of a lady named Nora in the padded cell next to mine at the state mental hospital. No idea where Nora came from, but she sounded good, so I'm rollin' with it.
Up to this point, it's pretty much just been Cade sassing me and Eve about anything and everything under the sun, and Eve screaming like a banshee every time Cade looked at her the wrong way.
They've pretty much been running their own shows, and warring fiercely against one another. Sounding kind of like something straight out of WWE, right? Well, here's another move straight out of the wrestling rink...those little stinkers learned the art of tag-teaming. Seriously. I thought this was just something that twins did to their parents. Nope, it turns our my two are capable...and not only capable, but born professionals.
Eve gets mommy's attention by destroying the train track while Cade raids the fridge...
Cade diverts mommy by sending the folded clothes down the slide (pop-up tunnel with one end on the couch and the other on the floor) while Eve empties mommy's sewing trash bag all over the kitchen...
Eve lures mommy to the babygate (which is keeping them in their room for a few minutes of sanity) with the meltdown of the century while Cade sneaks out the bathroom door entrance to their room...
It literally goes on and on because this has been the majority of my day.
I'm not too worried, because just like any wrestling tag-team, somebody will tick off the other and they'll be separate entities once again. Until then, don't be surprised if you don't see me in public with them.
In the meantime, I'm just going to have to visit my Lightroom albums frequently, and remind myself that they really are good, loving kids. They're just having a bit of a rough patch...together : /
Here are the sweetnesses at their best.
Especially love these next two : )
This may be the last post until Team Anarchy decides to break up. Hopefully, the duo will return to their normal, semi-obedient selves soon and very soon. If not, I'll be off to see Nora.
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