MINE!

My boys are exactly 51 weeks apart in age. I'm expecting that will make them the best of friends and worst of enemies over the coming years. Right now I'm finding most of their interactions very entertaining, and some of them are just highly frustrating.

One that comes to mind this evening is the words Nate (13 months old) is learning from his older brother. Thankfully neither is yet learning words that Mommy and Daddy should stop saying in their presence. Sean (the 2-yr-old) has recently started saying "Mine!", thanks in great part to the fact that Nate is now mobile and is stealing lots of toys from him. Unfortunately, Nate has picked that one up very quickly (along with "No!", "Woof" and "Nine" which is apparently the generic reference for all letters and numbers in our household). Today when I picked the boys up from their home daycare, our daycare provider's 10-month-old was very interested in crawling on me, pulling my hair, and other fun things that 10-month-olds do. Nate, very determined, came up, climbed on my lap, pushed him away and stated "Mine!".

It was kind of sweet... in a meanie 1-yr-old way.