James loves his brother.
And what is not to love he is the cutest thing ever.
He kisses him a little too much and that is probably why they both have the same nasty cold.
His love has equaled many attempts on Max's life.
He has tried to share a gum ball with him.
Shared his gold fish snacks with him.
He got two in and then crammed his binky into his mouth.
I am glad the spirit has whispered for me to check on them at these critical moments.
Hopefully, he stops trying to kill his brother.
I think I may have to carry Max in a sling when I am not staring at him.
Wish me luck on raising two boys.
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