Being Brothers is Awesome

Right now, against Ben's better judgment, we are trying to put the boys in the same bedroom. This will free up the other bedroom for a playroom. So far, this mission is being very unsuccessful. Jackson has the top bunk, Parker has the bottom. (Don't freak out, we have the reversible bunk beds from Ikea, the top bunk is only as tall as Jackson, so it's not that far from the floor.) Every night, it goes something like this:

Parker: "I uh sweep in da' PongeBob bed, k, Mom?"
Me: "Pk, Parker, you get one chance. If you get up, you have to go to the baby bed, ok? Do not get out of the Sponge Bob bed."
Parker: "Ok, Mom."
(lay him down in the bottom bunk, which is on the floor level.)
3o seconds pass.
Parker: "Mom, I'm not up."
Me: "If you're up you have to go to the baby bed."
Parker: "I will get back to my PongeBob bed, den, Mom."

Then, the hysterics ensue from both kids who want to share a room very badly... all because Parker told on himself!

The bond between brothers is amazing. I'm so, so glad Parker turned out to be a baby brother, even though Jackson originally requested a baby sister. I wanted Jackson to have the exact brotherly bond they're building right now. It is awesome! They can fight like cats and dogs for a minute, then kiss and cuddle for a minute, then Parker will go back to pulling hair or clawing out Jackson's eyes. All done with love, of course!

Jackson reads to Parker every day. He lets him play with even his favorite toys. Parker thinks the sun rises and falls on Jackson. (For the record, Jackson is an exceptional reader. I think it's partly so he can read to Parker!)




This is an older one, from last fall at Kings Island, I think.


This may be my favorite of all time - they're sleeping, but holding hands... love it!