I'm not sure that I knew what I was in for when I became a parent 21 and some change years ago, but I'm pretty sure I never imagined myself writing "another day, another spontaneous wrestling match in front of the Christmas tree." But here I am, writing just that.
I love Isaac and Brady's relationship. I really, truly do. I love how they (endlessly) razz each other. I love how just before they started to wrestle this afternoon, they played a few rounds of Smash (or whatever the game is actually called) while listening to music a little too loud and laughing a lot.
And I love how they care about each other, even when they're very obviously on one another's nerves. Brotherhood is a beautiful thing, and I am blessed to be able to watch their brotherhood continue to grow in all of its glorious weirdness.
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