There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in traveling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place. ~Washington Irving

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Brothers

We're brothers. We wrestle. We play. We hug. We fight.

 (sometimes we wipe boogers on each other)








We pop bubble wrap together on rainy days. We turn a box into a pirate ship (and then fight over it).



But at the end of the day, we really do love each other.
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