Someone's idea of a big joke. I was pregnant with twins. My husband was very excited - he was the ultimate man. The pregnancy was nothing like the books tell you. Double terrible twos.
Life is crazy, but it also is double the laughs.
Actually, it's probably quadruple the laughs. Each twin sets off the other. If one does something, the other has to out do it. For example, Dave decided he had to strip his bed from sheets last night. He has a wonderful car-shaped toddler bed, but the sheets just bothered him.