I walk in my little guy's room because I hear thuds, some screaming, perhaps even a growl. My boys are a bundle of arms and legs flailing.
"Stop it." ... I close the door.
I walk in my little guy's room because I hear laughter. My little guy is sitting on my big guy's lap as they work on editing a video.
"Hi, guys." ... My big guy squeezes my little guy till he fains vomiting, all the while smiling. I close the door.
I look out the window to the front yard because I hear football plays being called.
I don't say anything, I just enjoy it.
I'm compelled to look again because I hear some grunting and groaning.
I keep my mouth shut and big guy puts my little guy down gently and they high five each other.
I can't keep up, but I'm pretty sure my boys adore each other.
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