A look at Age 2

This is each of the boys at age 2.  Not necessarily in life, but in these 4 photos I see Chase and Decker looking similar and Ryder and Turner.  What do you see?

Oh Brother, Soon we will have another!

My Brother Did it!

Admission of guilt does not come easily by the boys.  Chase will tell a lie somewhere between little white and not so white as to what happened.  Ryder pleads the 5th, doesn't say a word, and looks at you with big eyes of wonder.   Todd and I have gotten good at discerning truths.  When in doubt we ask Turner who, somehow, is the most accurate of reporters and a rule follower.
Tonight we went to dinner and I allowed Chase to take in the DSI which, just so happened to be Ryder's.  He played for a bit before dinner came, then put it away as instructed upon the foods arrival.  After the dinner he did not eat he returned to the gaming system only for its batteries to run out.  He put it aside.

I've made it clear since the day the boys got their DSI's that if they are careless and lose them or break them they WILL NOT be replaced.

So, after dinner we left the restaurant.  And, as usual it took us some time to get out of the parking lot. Lucky it did, because our kind waitress came running out, DSI in hand, telling us we forgot it.

I looked at Chase, knowing it was he who had forgotten it.  He looked at Ryder then said "look, it's Ryder's!". Which it was, technically.

I asked calmly, "which of you left the DSI inside" the two boys looked at me considering the question, looked at each other, and in the most twin-like gesture of their lives, they each pointed an outstretched finger on a limp wrist at the other one.   They didn't say a word.  I, being the queen of discipline, had the natural response. I laughed.  Loud. It was funny.  They hardly ever have the moment of "exactness" and yet, here it was, over the dumbest of matters.

After my laughter subsided I reminded Chase that he took it in to the restaurant, and that he was lucky our server got it to us or he would have to sacrifice his DSI to his brother.

I wish I had a picture of the moment because these words are hardy emphasizing the humor.

Every now and again, in spite of their differences, the do remind me that they are in fact twins!!

Band of Brothers!

Boys in the 'hood!

When I want to get a picture of the boys, it is near impossible.   At least one will be difficult, another won't sit still long enough and I end up with, at best, an unblurry visual of one child.
Sometimes, we will be enjoying a moment and I will ask "Can, I take a picture of you guys?"   Their response, without thinking, is "no!"  So I skip it.

Saturday we went to the Academy of Natural Sciences to enjoy Paleo-Palooza=Enough Dinosaurs for three little boys to enjoy.  It was a mob scene, and a cold and windy day, so the line was no fun.  Luckily, Ali and Jared bailed us out again and got us in!!

When we left the boys were tired and hungry and wanting to go home.   I never expected a picture nor would have even asked for one.  But, as we walked to the car, and the wind was blocked out by the buildings and the sun was shining bright, Ryder stopped on some city steps and said, "mommy, can we get a picture here?"  My camera is broken, again!  But that is another story.  Luckily, Todd's phone takes great pictures.  Chase and Turner didn't hesitate to join in the snapshot.

"Ryder looks Bad-ass!"  "Reminds me of the Beastie Boys!"  "Boys in the 'hood!'  This is how people are describing this picture.  I love it though.  Mostly because it is a moment they wanted captured, and also because, in this, I see the personalities of my boys.   Boys, Best Friends, Brothers!!