T-ball started last night. Dad is our coach and it was hilarious to watch the boys call him Coach.
This morning, N asked me, "Mom, can you do me a favor? Can you hold this CD so we can play it when Miss J gets here?"
I swear, he actually asked me do to him a favor. And of course I did it. I'd do anything for someone so sweet.
The boys have kind of started fighting with each other. Just occasionally. Last night, N wanted J to sleep in his bed but J refused. Of course, we couldn't make J sleep with N but my heart just broke to see N so sad that his brother rejected him. Ugh. But then just five minutes earlier, they were laughing hysterically at the other's silly antics. Just boys, I guess.
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