This little piggy

These two.

Thick as thieves.

After we tucked them into bed last night, we overheard them having a conversation, under the neon glow of their new clock.

They were discussing their kitties in their tummies(which were actually tucked under their pj shirts). And Finn was talking about "going to the hospital to have surgery"...to have their kitties extracted, by c-section of course.

My sister Jessica and I shared a room growing up and we always talked into the wee hours of the night. I'm glad my boys will get to do this too.

Yes, these boys are two peas in a pod.

But they can be so different.

Over lunch this sunday, John asked Finn, "What snack did you have at church today?"

"Nothing", Finn replied, "I knew we were having lunch soon and I wanted to be able to eat everything on my plate".

John and I exchanged *glances* at our son-turned-Pollyanna.

"And Calvin, what snack did you eat at church today?", John asked.

Calvin, with a HUGE smile on his face, "fruit loops!"

Yes, they are sooo different.

This little piggy eats fruit loops,

and this little piggy eats none,

This little piggy wears warm pj's in the dead of summer(and wears his socks up to his knees),

This little piggy wears none(this one must be wrested into jeans in the dead of winter).

This little piggy drinks gallons of milk,

And this little piggy drinks none(he much prefers water).

And this little piggy went...

"Wee wee wee" all the way home...

Well, actually Calvin went "wee wee wee" all over the dirt while I took pictures...and Finn barely made it to the rest room in Children's Place today...