Frick and Frack

As much as I complain about my boys, I do love them very much.  This may just be the cold medicine talking or the lack of sleep, but I thought I would take a moment to celebrate the dudes.

What I love about D:
-he embraces the silly
-when he gets into something, he really gets into it.  (Current obsession interest: Monster trucks.  Mommy, I'm putting on a show for you.  Look at that air!  Look at that slap wheelie!)
-there isn't a fruit he has met that he doesn't like
-he randomly tells me that he loves me
-he's crazy smart

What I love about F:
-he doesn't know he's 1
-he has no fear
-he'll go off alone and amuses himself
-he spins in circles for no reason
-he meows at cats and says hi to all critters, especially ladybugs, caterpillars, and baby slugs

What I love about them both:
-they can eat their own weight in sausage
-they aren't afraid to try new food
-how they eat McDonald's ice cream cones (F- super fast; D-super slow)
-the way they laugh at Jumpy Squirrel on Curious George
-how they are amused by watching birds eat at our bird feeder
-how they will randomly plop in your lap
-how excited they become when they spot a bus/train/airplane/ferry boat
-they want to help cook and (sometimes) clean
-their big cheesy grins
-how they are entertained for days by an empty box