Riles & Breck are 18 months old today and on the move. They often run in opposite directions, which is a reflection of their personalities, but one thing they do have in common is they are happy guys. Luckily for us, that makes life a little easier around here.
Riles has been walking for a few months and will quietly wander off and explore and does not answer when you call his name...he makes you come find him and he is usually holding something and trying to figure out how it works or how he can put it back together. His new thing is open-mouthed, slobbery kisses and hitting his brothers with his huge, strong, man-sized hands. He is not as vocal as Breck, but he lets you know when he likes what he sees or if he is not a fan.
Breck just started walking in the past two weeks but that never stopped him from getting where he wanted to go. Although mostly he wants to stay perched on my hip and steer me all over the place to take him where he wants to go. He has a good set of lungs on him and will damage your eardrum with the most annoying sound in the world or will repeat everything you say like a little parrot. He may still be a little smaller than Riles, but he definitely holds his own in this house.
Can you give me a push?
Kyler, get off of here!
MOM!!!
My little James Dean.
