Wow. Y'all are becoming more and more feisty.
You have been since Day One but as you've gotten older you have definitely honed the skill of fighting for what you want. I guess it's just a natural thing since you've gotta share with someone else every.single.second.
Feisty is good.
But, sometimes I get glimpses of what my days are going to consist of for the next EIGHTEEN YEARS.
And I proceed to curl up in a fetal position and pull the sheets over my head and pretend that it will always be easy like when y'all would lay in the same place that I put you and coo and giggle all while looking adorable and thinking I was the greatest thing since sliced bread.
But, I'd say this picture accurately describes what life is going to look like for a while. You both wanted the lawnmower. Ignoring the fact that we have THREE lawnmowers for you to play with, you both NEEDED that one. So, a fight broke out. All out war.
And, as I watched from afar all I could do was smile. Well and grab my camera so I could snap a picture. Life is going to be hard as a twin. As exciting and special as it is, it will also come with difficulties.
But, obviously your feisty little spirits are up for the challenge!