The way you both...
} Say weird stuff: like 'he fall down' or 'do it now' or 'b-b-ball'
} Pour stuff : a cup and a cup are the greatest of toys
} Build stuff : mainly lego walls
} Hoard and run as if we cannot catch you
} Play hide and seek with your blankies, the curtains, the kitchen island, each other
} Give a cheesy grin on request (Owen)
} Pretend: you demand to take care of Mama, lay her down and put her blanket on then snuggle her
} Glare indignantly when corrected : how could you both inherit your Daddy's silent and deadly look (shudder)?
} Show empathy : give each other hugs and kisses and bring something to each other when upset (thought we would never see it).
I feel like Alice in the Looking Glass and Time feels like it is flying away.
There is no way to slow you down except when we lay with you before bedtime with your milk. I watch you grow and want to freeze the moments, turn them into palpable memories that I can hold and hug later.
That is why I take your picture.
Mama loves you, my precious and heart breakingly beautiful boys. So very very much.
Thank you for ever and ever, whoever you are that gave them to me. Thank you.