Brothers

I can't get enough of these two playing together. I'll admit, at times it can be tough keeping the peace, but when they are getting along, it is the sweetest thing I've ever seen. Cohen says, "I wuv my bwrother. I wuv Henry."

Then Henry wrecks the perfectly constructed train track Cohen has been working on for 10 minutes, then all hell breaks loose. Trains and track pieces are hurled through the air, bouncing off Henry's head. Cries followed by time out. "I don't want Henry." These two love so hard but can fight just as hard. Henry has started biting as a defense mechanism and Cohen now squeezes Henry's arms and legs and pushes his head. I know this is just the beginning of brotherly fights and learning how to share. These two are learning from each other, and that's the best part of having them so close in age. Cohen plays the role of "big brother" really well, and for the most part, is very patient and sweet. Henry, who is one of the most active, headstrong 16-month-olds I've ever seen, looks up to his big brother and is just trying to keep up.

The other day, we went to Monkey Joe's and they each had to wear a Monkey Joe t-shirt and matching frog rain boots. So cute.

The weather has been beautiful, so we are outdoors as much as possible. It is a necessity with these boys of mine.

Update: Cohen's latest: "Mommy, I want to put my bwrother in the trash can. I want the trash truck to take him away."