Because if they weren’t, when toddlers pulled stuff like this; the “get up at 5 am, refuse to go back to bed, destroy the living room, and then two hours later finally lie back down, but only if you’re holding them JUST RIGHT on their tummies” thing… Well, there’s got to be such a thing as justifiable bratricide.
But then they pull out the charm offensive and they look so damned adorable while you’re in a yoga position holding on to said tummy for dear life.
I just can’t stand it. All is forgiven.
Again.
Damn it.