Sometimes at breakfast time (well, not ONLY at breakfast time), our house can be a bit “lively”. The other morning we were having that sort of morning. Z was drawing and eating breakfast, and D and K were running around, eating some breakfast, spilling drinks, demanding more food, etc.
Z looked and me and said, “I bet you wish you never had those kids”. Ha! I think I spit out my own breakfast that I was attempting to eat amidst the chaos.
I said, “NO! I love those guys. Don’t you??”. He said, “Well…I think you should have had another me. Then another one just like me.”
I have a feeling that there a lot of oldest children that can identify with this logic…(not me of course! 
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I think it is safe to say that this guy loves his little brother.
And come on, what would we do without this little face?
