The Misters. They are growing up so fast. At times it can be overwhelming having two so close together, but to be honest, I wouldn't have it any other way. They are best friends in every sense of the word. They laugh, fight, wrestle, annoy.. but most often you can find them playing. They just play play play. All day they play. It is noisy. Bells, sirens, horns, yelling. There is always something in Milo's mouth. It is a mess. Toys for miles. Sometimes I clean ten times a day. Sometimes I let it just stay a mess. Because it really doesn't matter. What matters is that they are doing what they are supposed to be doing. Being best brothers.
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