here me and harry are telling our 2 year old twins off, for drawing on the walls, again.
darcy and elijah are the sweetest kids, but the terrible 2's stage really is terrible.
"how many times have we told you not to draw on the walls?!" harry says very sternly.
"IM SORRY DADDY" elijah cries. Theyve never seen him this angry before and they hate it
"PLEASE DADDY WE SORRY" darcy cries
"i want you guys to go sit on your beds okay?" he says in a strict voice.
they continue to ball their eyes out and drag themselfs up the stairs and into the rooms.
harry sighs then looks at me.
"well that wasnt easy" he says
"tell me about it" i say and we both walk into the living room and i flop on the sofa. Harry lays himself on top of me and i play with his hair.
"i hate disciplining them" he confesses.
"me too, but they need to learn somehow"
"that they do. its just their such good kids and i hate seeing or hearing them cry, it breaks me heart. All i need to hear is them laughing"
"i know but they will stop eventually, its only a stage"
"yeah." he says and takes a deep breath, cuddling into me more.
after nearly falling asleep and nearly 15 minutes of elijahs cries harrys had enough.
'darce stopped i dont gey why he hasnt, it hurts y/n"
"hes more emotional baby"
"i know and i hate hearing it, ill go talk to them" he says and stands up
"okay" i say and give him a sympathetic smile.
harry
i was into elijahs room and see him led face down cuddling his giraffe teddy. Still crying
"hey buddy" i say and sit down on the edge of his bed.
He faces me and cries even more.
"hey come here, its okay" i say and pull him up.
He crawls over into my lap and wraps his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist.
"im s-sorry daddy" he cries. I rub his back to try calm him down.
"i know baby, please stop crying. Its okay"
"i j-just dont want you t-to h-hate me" he cries
"i will never hate you bubba, never think that okay? im not mad at you,i promise. please calm down, then i will go talk to your sister ans we csn figure out a solution okay?"
"okay daddy" he says and his crying slows down
"good boy, you can go give mumma a hug if you want, you dont have to stay here"
"okay" he replies.
"i love you e"
"love you daddy"
I pick him up of me and he holds my hand while we walk out his room.
"be careful down the stairs please buddy"
"okay"
i walk into darcys room and see her knelt on ger bed looking out the window into the autumn sky.
'hi dove" she turns around at my voice and immidiatly looks down.
"you okay baby?" i ask and she shakes her head
'cmere" i say and stand at the side of her bed.
i pull her into a hug and she clings to me exactly like her brother.
"whats wrong?"
"im sorry daddy"
"its okay pumpkin, im not angry"
"i wont do it again,promise"
"i know you wont baby, thank you"
"is 'kay" she replies and i smile
"lets go downstairs so me and mumma can talk about the alternatives for drawing okay?"
"a what?" she asks
"oh" i forget she dosent know what 'big' words mean
"like what you can draw on"
"oh okay"
"i love you darce"
"love you daddy"
