The other day, the boys were standing in the car, not getting into their car seats like I asked them to, leaning towards each other and laughing uproariously. I hollered at them from the front porch, "what are you guys doing? I told you to get in your seats!"James hollered back, "OK Mommy, we were just having a licking fight."
Yum.
They find wonderful and weird ways to play together. The sight of these brothers playing together fills my heart with an almost painful joy. They are friends. They are buddies. They are partners in crime. They bicker. They wrestle. They get mad. They love each other. They are brothers.
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