Brotherly lovefest.

Arthur and Lewis, to our delight, have been having a love fest of late. Lots of dancing and wrestling and playing well together. Scattered throughout there's hitting and crying and complaining. But few things make me so happy as seeing those boys being generous and loving towards eachother. Just last night Arthur was tickling Lewis in his bed and Lewis said, "Arthur, one night do you want to sleep in my bed with me?" Awww.

Basement wrestling.