Having the last two little boys just 15 months apart felt like it was going to kill me at times.
There are lots of fun moments when they are just so cute together and since I always wanted twins, it kind of feels like that.
But …
There are the other moments. The screaming and non-sharing and Tommy beating up on Rusty (yes, I typed those names correctly).
Then, once in a while, Rusty puts that Tommy in his place.
Like earlier this week when Rusty was doing something and didn’t want Tommy doing it with him,
“Tommy, you can’t. You are JUST two!”
Only 15 months older, but to a barely 4 year old, it might as well be a dozen.