One random weekend evening we decided to go out for ice cream and ended up taking a picture with a giant hot dog.
Ordinarily this wouldn't be something I'd post to the blog, but something happened after this picture was taken that needed to be seen by everyone ever.
|HOLDING HANDS!! ALL OF THEM!!|
|STILL HOLDING HANDS...|
|HOLDING HANDS FOR LIKE 2 BLOCKS, PEOPLE!|
Here's the deal. I know most people are probably like, uh yeah my kids hold hands all the time, nbd. Well. Mine do not. Theo is not a hand-holder. He refuses to hold my hand. He will hold one finger on the way down our stairs, but that's all he can muster. And typically if his brother is attempting to get near him in any way, he will scream. Their's is not the smiley-happy relationship that I often wish it was. They both need their space, I guess. There's lots of screaming in our house when they play together.
Now maybe you can see why I grabbed my camera and took 10 pictures and then a video of them holding hands because WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING?!
Yes, I know that Emmett is basically holding Theo's wrist, but JUST GIVE ME THIS ONE, OK?!