Oh my goodness you boys are too much. You love each other so much, you pal around like little buddies, its' the cutest thing I've laid eyes on. The minute I found out Max was a boy, I was so excited at the possibility of the companionship you two would form. So glad to give Mason the gift of a sibling, but moreso a brother. I wasn't sure how long it would take for you'll to interact, to play TOGETHER and not just side by side. Twenty one months.
This past weekend, Mason informed Michael that "He loved Max so much and he was his best friend". I missed the statement, but the fact that he said that, that the thought crossed his mind - oh it makes me all warm and fuzzy. I wanted that for them. I wanted them to be not just brothers, but to be friends. Best friends.
Max adores Mason, he is in total awe of his big brother. Sometimes Mason will even imitate Max. Monkey see monkey do, it goes both ways in our house.
Just the other night we were out to dinner. Max's shorts were a tad baggy and kept slipping off. Which incidentally left him pant-less mid restaurant (okay, but we were on the patio - makes it all better right?). Max is a natural at hamming it up. The very second he realized people were laughing at the adorable baby walking around in a diaper with his shorts around his ankles he started swaying his little hips, grinning and laughing. Putting on a show of course. Not sure how long it was before we realized that THE BABY IN THE DIAPER, DANCING WITH HIS TACO WAS OURS.
We fixed his pants and dinner resumed. It wasn't long before Max's shorts slipped down again or maybe he did it for some giggles. Well that is just what he got. Lots of laughs - we were laughing too. C'mon it was pretty amusing to say the least. Oh well the minute we joined in on the laughing you know it didn't take his envious older brother ONE SECOND to realize that "Hey! Max is getting lots of attention with his pants around his ankles, dancing on the patio".
Yup, you guessed it. A second later Mason had dropped trou mid restaurant. It was sudden. It was impulsive. And it was hilarious. Monkey see, monkey DO. We had to quickly wipe the smiles off our faces, put the bottom half of our childrens clothing back on and firmly laid out some rules - no exposing your super cool undies at the dinner table.
