Lately the boys have been playing so cute together. They chase each other around the house squealing and laughing and falling down together in a heap. They take turns being the ‘mommy’ and the ‘baby’ or will race things around in a doll stroller, each pushing one handle. It’s so incredibly adorable I just don’t know how I got so lucky to see it every day.
Until it’s not adorable.
Like when I’m making lunch and Professor comes in to see me bawling and rubbing his side. A nice, Pirate sized mouth print is right under his arm pit. Or when Professor pushes Pirate off the couch and he smashes his face into a plastic toy and gets a black eye. Or when they hit each other on the head. Or lock each other in the bathroom. Or steal each other’s prized toys. Or sword fight with books. Or pretend to shoot each other with rail road pieces while running through the house, giggling.
Okay, it’s adorable again.