If there's anything more potentially tiresome than a parent-blogger whining about their fussy children, it's one who gets all geeked about their perfectly normal developmental trajectory. That's why I'm writing this with more than a little trepidation: not because I'm not excited about the subject matter--I am--but because I can't imagine being interested in anyone else's account of how their amazing little angels are growing up right before their very eyes.
And yet, I feel compelled to write about how my 18-month old twin girls have been blowing my mind lately by being perfectly normal examples of humans their age.
So as a service to you, gentle reader, in the interest of not boring or otherwise rubbing you the wrong way, I will say what I have to say in three different "voices," and you can enjoy the version most suited to your taste and try to forget the others.
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