Everything You Can Do, I Can Do Better (and if not, I will destroy what you've done)

Exited toddler-hood, entering now full on preschoolers. Full on competition.

The boys are boys. I get, and understand that. They wrestle. They make messes. They play super heroes. And they are LOUD! And that's fine with me. Awesome actually. Growing up on the farm, in a Tom-Boy mentality, I was very much the same.

But goodness- they've began an exhausting "one upping" stage. There are brilliant (and OH so rare) moments when they'll play quietly independently, and even more rarely together. C and R have each others' backs. There is that instinctual brotherly love they have, and I've witnessed out in public, out at the parks, etc.. Behind closed doors... enter cautiously!!

One wants what the other is playing with. 

The other see's his brother playing at peace? Let's jump in there, and cause a stink over nothing.

Oh look! He must of worked really hard setting up that entire city, complete with roads and train tracks- perfect kicking practice spot...

poke, prod, pinch, sit too close, "STOP LOOKING AT ME!!!"

Hahaha. I guess sibling rivalry is normal... but how much is too much? When does it go too far? When (if ever), does it end?

I've taken up the idea to start meditating to calm myself down after a day of playing referee. That, or drinking ;)