I'm feeling very outnumbered these days. I mean, I've been outnumbered since December 22, 2009, but I'm becoming very aware that no matter how many more kids we have or don't have, I am permanently outnumbered. I knew this day was coming. I felt it. They were both supposed to be napping (they sleep in different rooms), but he realized he could keep both of them up, laughing, until Mom stopped the fun (which I actually didn't do right away. I enjoyed watching them laugh together!). She's saying, "Brother!", which kept bringing him back for more:
3 comments:
Hilarious! What a couple of cuties you have, Angela! Remember, you may be outnumbered, but you're still bigger than they are! :)
This is so funny! I love the "BROTHER!" beckoning. I'm having flashbacks of life as the older sibling (you too, Angela?)... Rooke may get in trouble over the years even though it'll be "The Instigator" who taunts him into misbehaving!
That is to cute! Love it!
Jaime
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