The other day I thought it would be cute to put little Matty in Ben's big bed. Ben thought it was really funny, too. Matt grabbed up Ben's stuffed animal fish and was having a grand old time.
Ben happily climbed into bed with Matt, and then all of a sudden it was like he realized that Matt was enjoying something of his. This picture looks a little harsher than it actually was, but the "GIMME THAT!" sentiment was pretty much there.
This picture is so full. Matt's shock and sadness at having something so delightful ripped out of his hands, juxtaposed with Ben's self-righteous glare and anxiety-ridden grip on the fish.
Matt was easily placated with a different animal of Ben's. Ben seems to look the teensiest bit ashamed of himself, here. Like he's glad the fish is back in his hands, but maybe he feels a little bad for tearing it away so forcefully.
He decides maybe he ought to give Matt a little snuggle. You know, to make sure Matt knows that his big brother loves him.
Matt ....couldn't care less.
Don't you worry; Matty can dish it out, too: 
3 comments:
Adorable. And it is unbelievable to me how much they look alike.
Very cute! I enjoy seeing the firetruck bed. They will fight over toys for years. :) I like the last pic of Matt.
So adorable!
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