Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?

Liam and Finn. You are approaching year 2 of your life here on earth. I'm pretty sure, someday, I will look back on this time and just laugh and laugh and laugh. You are double trouble. You are craziness x2. You make me so tired. You make me reassess myself multiple times a day. There are many nights I sit on the bed and/or couch and cry to your dad. Usually he just nods his head and rubs my back.

Every morning I say a prayer that I can be more patient, understanding, calm, and do everything in love. Some days are more successful than others. Even while I'm writing this, you are right next to me, pulling out all the magazines I just picked up. Why do I clean anything while you are awake?

I think things are this crazy because you two do everything together- for the most part. When you were little, many people told me "What one doesn't think of, the other will." Let me tell ya- they were right. You have your own little language. You make each other laugh. You make each other mad. There are moments of sweet bliss when you two play so cute together, but it can quickly turn into complete chaos and screaming fits when one toy gets the attention of two boys. When you both tantrum at the same time, Papa calls it my own little surround sound system. And then he laughs.

I hope you continue to be each other's best buddy. Liam. Finn. I know your brother can drive you crazy. I know he takes your toys, teddy, and even food off your plate, but just remember he is your biggest fan and greatest ally. Even when you're in time-out for hitting him in the face, he wants to be next to you in your crib and cries when mommy takes him out of the room. Now that's devotion.

"My Buddy, My Buddy, Wherever I go, he goes. 

My Buddy, My Buddy, I'll teach him everything that I know.

My Buddy and me, Like to climb up a tree. 

My buddy and me, We're the best friends that could be.

My Buddy, My Buddy, My Buddy and Me!"