At this moment I have two little boys. Zack & Josh, and even though they are brothers, they often have little in common.
Since he was a baby Zack has always been my cautious methodical problem solver. He won’t do anything until he is sure that it is safe and nothing will go wrong. This can make playground visits, *ahem*… challenging. More than a few times we’ve found ourselves coaxing him across a platform that he’s refused to cross despite it being only a few inches off the ground (because it lacked hand rails), or squeezing one of our big adult sized butts into a kiddie slide just so that we can prove to him that it won’t collapse and send him careening off to his doom.
Josh on the other hand is our dare devil. His style is 100 miles an hour with his hair on fire, run first & look second. It’s unusual if he doesn’t have at least one or two bruises and band aids on him (we’ve already been to the ER twice). Fortunately he bounces well. We once let Josh run wild in a grocery store, within moments of being taken out of the cart he ran head first into a store shelf. Plow! He knocked himself right on his butt, then jumped up, said “oops!” and ran off again in a random direction. It wasn’t until after he’d taken off that I’d noticed the bewildered look on the face of a woman who had witnessed what happened and had been coming over to see if he was alright. Too late, crazy baby was already off to the races.
It’s not just their demeanors that are such opposites, but they also pull this yin-yang stuff at almost every meal. Breakfast will come to a screeching halt if Zack spills milk on the table so that I can clean it up, meanwhile Josh will be happily pouring Cheerios down the front of his diaper. Quite often one boy will nearly refuse to eat while the other one is a bottomless pit. Thankfully with this, they take turns. Josh might not eat much for breakfast while Zack can’t get enough, but then they’ll trade spots and Josh will chow down for lunch and Zack turns up his nose.
Zack takes after his mother and wakes up bright and chipper every morning. He comes into my room at 6:30 a.m. on the dot and wakes me up. His little brother is just like me and hates getting up early. The other day he didn’t stagger out of his room until nearly 9:00. I asked, “Hey buddy, how’s it going?” Josh glared at me and said “Uh-uh” and then went back to bed for another half an hour.
The two of them have teamed up and used their super powers against us a few times now. Zack will figure out how to escape or get into something they aren’t supposed to and then sends his little brother flying like a wrecking ball into whatever mayhem he can create (trashing the garage, armed with finger paints, chasing the dog with yard tools, breaking Christmas decorations, etc.)
What frightens me is the great unknown. And by “unknown” I mean… Andrew James. The new baby will be here April or May. What will be in store for us? Will AJ be the schemer Zack is, or the chaos magnet Josh is? Or will he be an evil mix of the two? Only time will tell. I do know this for certain. With three little boys running amok in our house I’m going to need a lot more patience… and super glue.