This picture was from one of those days. See how they’re totally fine, and not ripping each other to pieces? The magic of the bath, my friend.
So far today is shaping up to not be one of those days, thankfully. Aside from when I was in the shower, that’s pretty much a daily occurance. They’ve played with batman, they’ve tipped the lego all over the floor. They had jigsaw books out. They asked to watch Cinderella, and gave up on it. They asked to watch Tarzan, which got a little more attention. What can I say, princesses don’t really cut it for them. Of course, this is how they chose to watch it:
Hey, I never said they were normal. They love each other fiercely though. If one of them gets hurt (and it’s not been caused by the other) then the other one will run over to see that they’re ok. The fighting is accompanied by many hugs and kisses in this house. And oh, the hugs these boys give. full of love, yet also like they’re trying to squeeze the life out of you. And they’re my boys. As frustrating as they can be at times, there is far more than enough good to outweigh that.
I found this while uploading photos, and couldn’t not add it, because it’s cute and makes me laugh.