Tuesday, December 18, 2012

bottom and balls

I know, it sounds like something someone nasty might use to search for porn.

I assure you, this post has nothing to do with porn.

My boys are just 25 months apart.

They share a bedroom and I have the highest of high hopes that they'll grow up to be best friends.

Yes, they are complete opposites.

Carl is fastidious, a rule follower (most of the time) and a good listener (again, most of the time).

Charlie is carefree and lives life with reckless abandon.

Tonight at dinner we were talking about how many kids each of our kids were going to have.

Elsa proclaimed 6 or 7, Sarina said 4, Carl said 4, Charlie said, "none."

He's going to have dogs instead.

18 to be exact. 

And he'd let them have puppies.

Since Thanksgiving the boys have been in a little sleepover mode.

When their cousins were here they shared the blow up mattress where the air came out enough to make them roll to the middle and snuggle.

Charlie laughs when he asks Carl if he remembers waking up snuggling him.

Since the stomach bug hit Carl's upper bunk mattress has been on the floor next to Charlie's bottom bunk.

Anyway, last night the boys were goofing off when Carl asked Mark to put his bed back on the top bunk and change the sheets.

Mark asked why and Carl informed him that Charlie had been messing around au-natural and bounced on Carl's bed without undies.

His balls and bottom right on Carl's bed.

Mark tried to make him feel better and said they had just taken a shower.

Carl's response was that Charlie doesn't wash there.

Huh.

Nothing like brothers that know ever intimate detail.

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