Not Twins
The boys are playing cars and have two NASCAR-style cars that look the same. They are talking with the Racer X and Speedracer cars.
Isaac/Speedracer: “Hi, what are your names?”
Reggie/other cars: “We’re Reggie and Isaac! We’re not twins. We’re a year apart!”
When I say we have the “twin conversation” with someone almost every time we go out public, I’m not kidding.
Actually, now they have switched over to being “sneaky” and “stealing” all the underwear so they can put as many pairs on at once while I’m “not paying attention.”
I love not paying attention…
Wait a minute, they just came in and closed my door. I better go see what they are doing.
Love. It.
The other thing that amuses me/ scares me is I am blissfully unaware that Roo is even listening to this conversation. I mean, we have it all the time, and usually he and Bear are off playing so it doesn’t even occur to me that they hear this. But obviously they do. And it makes me wonder what other things they hear us say that I don’t think they do…
The magic of free play time.
And how great is it that they are putting on multiple pairs of underwear for fun instead of in preparation for a spanking?