Trever and my brother have been friends for almost 16 years. They went from friends to brothers, it's great. (They really love eachother... you can tell by the name Trever uses for Mike in his cell phone. I can't even publish the name, but it's pure love.) Suddenly they both have babies in their lives, who are also cousins. How great is that? I wonder if history will repeat itself... will Andrew be the pesky "little brother" even though he is actually the older one?
Grandkids are like a drug to my mom. She is so excited to have two more babies to love on. She has a very special bond with the older two, and new babies just means more fun!