Brothers

Okay so two boys, 16 months apart, is a handful but a handful of fun (most of the time).  I am not that familiar with boy play, with shooting guns and wrestling and dragons and ninja’s, but I am working on it and getting better (at least I think I am).  Some days I wonder what it would be like to have a little girl but then there are these moments and I wouldn’t wish for anything else.

Owen and Brandon wanted to watch TV, they grabbed their chairs and the conversation went something like this…

Owen – Brandon you wanna watch TV?
Brandon – Yeah wanna sit together?
Owen – You’re my brother right? My best friend right?
Brandon – Yeah we sit close right?
Owen – Yeah make our chairs touch so if the TV show gets scary you can hold my hand.
Brandon – Okay brother.

Mom calls Dad, Get the camera!

And we got the moment. I am tearing up just writing this!