My "almost Irish twins" couldn't be more different, yet here's hoping that they grow to be the best of friends.
There is too much hitting, kicking, pinching, jumping on and yelling at for that to be true right now. Oh, and hair pulling.
They don't know how to play Battleship, yet somehow Max sunk Ryder's aircraft carrier. Pure luck, since every coordinate Max called was "A8". Yet, he sunk a ship every turn. Amazing.
Here's to lots more years of these boys.
Wouldn't trade them for anything (except on occasion a good nap. . . then you can have them for an hour).
Oh, and just for fun:
We really emphasize not being wasteful at our house. Perhaps a little too much.
(This is what was left of Ryder's apple today. The core never had a fighting chance.)
Wouldn't trade them for anything (except on occasion a good nap. . . then you can have them for an hour).
Oh, and just for fun:
(This is what was left of Ryder's apple today. The core never had a fighting chance.)
3 comments:
Your boys are so darling. I am also waiting for my children to get along. I had high hopes for the 1 year mark, but still waiting!
Both of them are so full of personality. Love it!
Thanks for the fun last weekend. It was sure good to visit. Hope your frozen treat was delicious.
The Battleship photo is award-winning. Ryder's face is hilarious!! Can't believe you caught that. They will certainly laugh about that one when they get older.
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