When I woke up this morning, Twin1 was already in the toilet. He was standing in front of the toilet bowl, holding my blue spectacles (glasses) over the bowl, its left arm already broken (he broke it!), singing softly to himself “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, once I caught a fish alive…” He was pretending to be fishing!!!
I wanted to scold him but ended up laughing and just hugging him. It was just too precious! :)
[Note to self: Child-proof the toilet door so that the twins won’t be able to go in by themselves.]