I broke my only rule I have for myself: don’t leave the babies alone together. ever. especially if they are both roaming free on the floor. ever.
I went out to switch around some laundry, and I heard Sammy (who I had left rolling to and fro on the floor in the front room while Harmon played quietly across the room) scream. I assumed it was because Harmon had stolen her toy, she was stuck somewhere, or perhaps worst case Harmon was exerting a bit too much love in the way of smacking his sister on the head. After perhaps 30 seconds of screaming I finished and returned to find Harmon sitting on Sammy’s back/butt.
And for the first time, I did not take a picture first. Because come on, I would not want to be squished by someone double my weight while my mother took a picture before rescuing me. I have standards people.