We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Simon is cautious. Oliver is fearless.
Oliver is loud. Simon is . . . quieter. Most of the time.
Simon questions. Oliver does.
Oliver eats everything. Simon, not so much.
Simon makes jokes. Oliver laughs at them.
Oliver thinks he is 4. Simon thinks he is 8.
Simon loves trains. Oliver is into buses.
Somehow, they get along just as brothers should: screaming and tackling, laughing and hugging, and getting a kick out of wearing each other’s pajamas.

Aww sure wish those two could play with these two since they seem to always be one in the same! <3
That is so cute! I love having two boys, it’s been so fun. And we’re just starting to get to the point where Samuel and Caleb play together – I’m sure we have lots of fights ahead of us, but I’m excited for them to be best friends and to play together!