Two of My Favorite Things

See these two little boys? That is Bob on the left and Tay-yay on the right. No, Tay-yay is not his real name, but that is what Bob calls him, so it has stuck. Those are my toddlers. Bob will be three next month and Tay-yay two in July. They are very close in size. I think size might be the only thing they have in common. The are night and day different from each other. (Click on picture to see full size.)




Tay-yay can be very silly. He has the prettiest curly white-blond hair. He's also a do-er. He needs to throw, push, pull, swing around, or at least touch something at all times. That is unless he is climbing, emptying cupboards or just running madly about the house. He is either all happy, or all grumpy (when tired). He is a delightful, what-you-see-is-what-you-get kind of kid. I love him madly can't you tell.



Bob is altogether different. He is Mr. Serious. He is a think-er. He has intense blue eyes. (Yes, all my kids have blue eyes, but his have an intensity to them that is unique.) He loves letter, numbers and colors. He is learning simple words and spends much of his day singing the alphabet song. He doesn't like the way Tay-yay plays with cars, because they are all over the place. Bob prefers his cars lined up on the carpet roadway. Lego colors should all match up and playing on the computer is the best place in the whole house. And I love him madly can't you tell?



As different as these two are, they still manage to play together every day. Sure, they fight over toys etc, but they are still the best of friends. The best part? They teach each other how to do things differently. Tay-yay loves letters too. Not to the same obsessiveness as Bob, but he likes to point to squiggly shapes and tell us what letters they look like to him. And Tay-yay and Bob love to chase each other around and around the house. The best game tho, is jump on daddy. They line up at the front door and run full speed into daddy's hug. This is not a game one can play without the other. They roll balls to each other and can make each other laugh like crazy.

I hope they continue to remember what a blessing it is to have each other. If not, I'm sure I'll try to remind them as the years come. They might even come to believe it in twenty years or so.