But then came Timothy. In the beginning they were smitten and thought that everything he did -- pooping, drooling, crawling -- was cute and adorable.
But not anymore. They soon discovered that Timothy had a mind (and a voice) of his own and, especially now that they're in high school, he annoys them all too easily. Oh, they still love him, and they will often drive him to Target to buy him Pokemon cards, or wrestle with him in the family room, or play basketball together in the driveway; they really do still pay attention to him but, according to Timothy, it's not enough.
They won't play with me!
They said they would play with me but changed their minds!
They didn't play with me long enough!
They haven't played with me all day!
Oh, the drama.
Then this past weekend I had the idea to invite his cousin, Thomas, to come spend the next five days with us. It's a win-win situation because Thomas' older brother is in New York City all next week, so now the two cousins can console each other on having older brothers who ignore them.
It's been three hours since we picked up Thomas, and the two of them are already worried that five days isn't going to be long enough.
I wish we lived closer.
I wish you lived in my neighborhood.
I wish you lived right next door.
Gosh, who needs brothers when you have a cousin?
|Timothy's First Communion|
|Hilton Head, August 2011|
|Hilton Head, Thanksgiving 2011|
Nonna and Nonno bought the boys these turkey hats,
and they wore them everywhere. Oh, the attention they received!