The Cousin Connection

For those of you that have been following this blog from the beginning, you know that my sister and I were pregnant and due on the same day. Her husband, my brother-in-law, was the one who came up with the original idea for this blog. And all of you know how things turned out - both of us were due on September 4 but gave inexplicably gave birth on August 18, making our boys six hours apart.

All of that seems like ancient history now. I mean, come August, we'll have four year olds running amuck. But what started as just another random chapter of Scott family history has blossomed into a lovely friendship between these our little dudes: 

I've seen Scotty with other kids. He's a likable kid who gets along (most of the time) with other children. But with Ben, it was totally different. It was almost as though he knew there was something special about this little tow-haired giggle muffin from Minnesota. Scotty insisted on waiting outside before the crew even arrived last Wednesday night. He wanted to sit next to him at meals. They giggled and ran and played chase in a way I've never seen before. They even enjoyed "double bubble" tub on Saturday night that ended with Scotty inviting Ben to sleep in his bed for the evening. (My mom declined and let Ben sleep on the couch).

They were like two little peas in separate pods but somehow maintained a psychic cousin connection. It was pretty special to watch.

Look at how they are both sitting as they crack their geodes on our day at the Springs Preserve:

Cracking...

Leg out. Other leg tucked in. Head down.

And from a slightly different angle:

...cracking...

They look like mirror images of each other.

And finally, the result:

Ta-da!

While Scotty and Ben are content in their unique bond, I think someone else had an even better time.

Grandma and her boys