The Older One
He got upset when I washed his hands this afternoon. Apparently he was saving those boogars.
He was delighted to find an ant crawling on his arm and again got upset when I flicked it off because he wanted to make friends with it. I told them there were plenty more where that one came from.
He names every cat or dog Frances.
He prefers to organize our evenings through lists. "Mama, listen to this. This is how it goes.One healthy food, two Dora, three brush teeth, four potty, five story, then bed. That's how it goes."
He's currently hung up on other people having birthdays. He'd rather it always be his birthday. This was displayed most recently when he covered his ears and yelled "STOP!" while people were singing 'Happy Birthday' to his aunt Brittany.
He always remembers when we've told him something that relates to the ice cream man.
He wants to keep his little sister forever and ever and ever.
I'm going to keep them both.