Look at the “bros” getting on some baaayns! Whut.
And by bro’s I mean cousins, and by beans I mean, well….beans! Either way – I just want to pinch those lil cheekers 
(apology on the plastic bag. I did not have any of my cloth ones with me that day – they were sitting in the BIG pile of laundry that needed done. So I’m a loser for either carrying plastic or an even bigger loser for being an awful house-keeper, take your pick. But I assure you - it will get recycled!)
Anyway – I love that my brother and I both have a daughter and a son who are the same age! They just adore each other (at least for the first few hours of each play date at which point the tattling begins). It’s pretty cool though and they’re really close. This is my E with his cousin and what you don’t see is the “threat” looming over their heads that if they didn’t cut those beans they would not be receiving dinner.
No, I’m kidding. They loved it and their hard-core construction vehicle did a super fab job of cleaning it all up at the end of a hard sweaty workday.
