Let the games begin...

These were the sounds down our back hall at 7:45 this morning.... W: Don't catch me little buddy! (giggle, giggle). B: swish, thump, swish, thump (he has an interesting crawl-one knee scoots, the other leg bear crawls around) B: (sits up with a huge sucking-in of air laugh) W: You can't have my shopping cart. Don't catch me little buddy! (giggling he pushes the cart a little bit further) Bruce has become much faster the past week or so, and he is doing a pretty good job keeping up with the other two. It is like three little ducks in a row at times. He is so pleased with himself when he knocks over a tower that Whitt just built or grabs a paper from Mae as she colors (payback for the havoc that is always around him). And, although the older two get annoyed with Bruce's exploration at times, they seem pretty enamored with the little guy, and he in turn thinks they hung the moon. I imagine there will be quite a bit of rough-housing in our future between the boys, and all the while, Mae will be acting like their second mother telling them to settle down and what to do (her favorite role). But, the natural bond that these three share make "my cup runneth over" with love.