These boys are like night and day, and I'm not just talking about their coloring: dark-haired, brown-eyed Judah and blond-red haired, blue-eyed Silas. But despite their many differences they are buddies. And Silas is really getting to this age where he has grown out of his baby-ness and is becoming a "big" little boy.
Oh do they have moments. Toy snatching, screeching, hitting each other. It's not all rainbows and sunshine. But who on earth usually has their camera ready to capture those gems? Nah, I always catch the sunshine. That negatively perceived, typical toddler behavior is universal and temporary. These happy moments are the ones that translate into lifelong companionship and bond these boys together. And remind me that they love each other, even if they have a few spats throughout the day.
There was truly a time when I wasn't sure I'd even have boys. I thought I'd just have my girlies. PCOS has been a huge burden in my life in many ways and I wasn't sure I'd have more children. And here I am with another on the way. I'm so very grateful for each of these lives.