As the boys get increasingly mobile and coordinated, they've decided that having another baby around is handy for developing their skills. I assume the thought process goes something like this...
Need to pull yourself up? Grab onto brother's shirt for support! Sure, you're strangling him, but it's a strangle of love. Wonder what an eyeball feels like? Stick your thumb into brother's eye socket and find out! Want to chew on something but you're tired of all your toys? Why, it looks like brother has two chubby cheeks over there just waiting to be chomped! Is that truck calling your name? Shove brother out of the way so you can practice walking while rolling a toy!
As you can see, they keep me on my toes. I used to be able to leave them unattended for awhile, but now they are constantly on top of each other. It starts off as playful wrestling but quickly devolves into a bite-scratch-strangle-fest. The other day DF said, "It will be nice once they can understand they're hurting each other." Pause. Then we just looked at each other and laughed because, uh, the realization of inflicting pain might not magically make them stop!
They do seem to be pretty obsessed with each other lately, though. They are always following each other around the house. They can play together quite nicely for a few minutes at least. And even when they do fight, they get over it quickly. Aww, brothers :)
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