Growing up is a dangerous thing to do

Living with twin babies in a tiny house in East Cambridge means that the whole family does everything together. Today we cleaned the fridge together. The babies love the fridge. Whenever Mom or Dad open it, they are both there standing at the bottom shelf looking into the bright cold and grabbing for condiments. Today they were able to stand for half an hour in its dazzling light. When I pulled out the bottom vegetable drawers, instead of standing in front of the fridge, Claire crawled inside. She stood in there for a good five minutes before tiring of the experience. At one point Sam tried to close the door on her. Fortunately Mom caught the door before he succeeded.