Reached home slightly past eight today.
Rushed upstairs to hug and kiss my sons goodnight before they are asleep.
Stopped short after opening the door by the sight of my two sons lying side by side on the small bed. Sharing a blanket.
Very cute. Very sweet. Very brotherly. Very heartwarming.
Proceeded to kiss them goodnight and got out of the room before they get excited and lose their sleepiness.
It's only after dinner that I realised I should have taken a photo.
Oh well.
On a totally unrelated note:
Happy birthday HBK.GoB.WWTS.LS.Nelson/Nancy!
Sorry I didn't join your birthday lunch, was tied up in the dungeon. =(
1 comment:
It's all lovely when they are brotherly, but terrible when they are enemy!
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