Such Siblings

Ah, siblings.

There are a lot of sweet times right now. 

Lately Brooke has been waking up at 5:30 in the morning.  I have not.  She plays by herself for awhile, then goes into Nate's room with an armful of toys and books.  She wakes him up and they play through the crib bars. 

It's sweet. 

But most of the time they're such siblings.  Stealing toys.  Chasing.  Whopping each other upside the head. Wrastling. (Yes, wrastling.)

Sometimes I use their little spats to teach them how to play. 

Sometimes I just ignore them.

And sometimes I yell, "for pete's sake, you two STOP FUSSING and BE NICE and DON'T MAKE ME COME UP THERE!"

That hardly ever works.

At least they're in the same weight class now.