Their new hangout

It doesn't matter if it's first thing in the morning, if we are playing in his room, or when he wakes from his nap -- Connor constantly asks if Grant can lay with him in his crib.  Grant is tickled pink when I lunge him over the bars into his brothers bed.  He gets the biggest grin on his face.

They laugh, talk and roll over each other with squeaks and squeals. Connor will hand Grant one of his beloved stuffed animals, and then quickly exchange it for another "No Grant, you want this one, right?"   It's darling ( and they stay in there just long enough for me to throw a load in the washer)  It warms my heart to already see signs of a great relationship brewing -- These two adore each other, and I couldn't be more proud.

 Lots of laughs.

Chillin in the crib.