As he is trying to crawl, he sticks his tongue out. I do this when I work out (though not quite as pronounced)...apparently it's genetic?!
Annnnd brother hops on again. B looks terrified.
There's the tongue again.
Later B tried some broccoli! Mmmm. He mostly hates every food he has tried but we have had some luck lately with teething biscuits and pears...and now broccoli.
And then boys will be boys. Meaning boys will wrestle. And wrestle. And wrestle. So much noise. So much laughter. Can't imagine life without them.
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