This past weekend my sister and her three kids came to visit us. With seven people in our 3-bedroom, 1100-square foot house it was quite the adventure, but we’re always glad to see family.
Jack has finally warmed up to his (8 months younger!) cousin, Carson, and they had so much fun creating mischief together. Carson is used to playing rough with his older sisters, so I think he’s always intimidated Jack by his “go-get-’em” attitude. They quickly warmed up to one another when they realized they could combine their skills (i.e. Jack’s door-opening skills + Carson’s loud squealing) to do things that would drive their mamas crazy.
(^^the kid started screaming before they even started moving! Does this make us bad parents?)