Well, if that’s the case, Little Brother is making his best effort to know his Big Brother, both while awake and asleep.
As I’ve mentioned several times before, such as here and here, Little Brother is going through a phase where he REALLY looks up to Big Brother, and he tries to emulate him in EVERY WAY. If Big Brother refuses to eat something, Little Brother pushes it away, too. If Big Brother laughs, Little Brother chuckles right along side him, regardless of whether he gets the joke. You get the idea. It’s pretty cute.
And it helps that Big Brother (usually) likes Little Brother. They have a growing ability to communicate with each other nonverbally, if not telepathically. This usually occurs in the form of an evil grin that screams, “Let’s do something mischievious.” When they think Mom-E and Dad-E aren’t looking too closely, they appear to be having fun together.
Little Brother is also going through a phase where he also loves to wear SHOES that are not his own. Sometimes, these are mine, but usually they belong Big Brother. And lately, he exclusively prefers a worn-out pair of Lightning McQueen sandals from Target. They’re too small for Big Brother, but still a little clunky for Little Brother. Check out his kicks:
(The best part is that he ALWAYS puts them on backwards. Except for this picture, of course--spiteful child :)
He doesn’t care one bit. He wears them all over the house. He gets upset when we try to put on HIS shoes. He doesn’t even want to take them off at bedtime.
Below is a picture of the SECOND time we’ve checked on Little Brother at night and found him ASLEEP and STILL WEARING Big Brother’s sandals. Too funny.
Like I said, apparently to really know someone, it’s not good enough to walk a mile in their shoes. I guess you have to sleep a night (or two) in them, too.
Here’s to Little Brother and his best friend, Big Brother. (As you can see from the picture above, if anyone tries to take off his shoes, Little Brother will go all Bam-Bam with his red bat on them. Not really. And if he did, he’d take a trip to Time Out. (In his Lightning McQueen sandals, of course).
Have a good week,