When we go to Target, we get one of those carts that has two baby seats instead of one–theoretically perfect for twins. The seats are facing each other, close enough that Edward can kick Elizabeth relentlessly, and also reach her hair to pull it.

Here’s what I DID see: Edward tumbling–HARMLESSLY–head-first out of the seat onto the carpeted floor. Here’s what I did NOT see: which twin figured out how to unbuckle his five-point safety belt.