Can anybody tell me why two brothers that poke, prod, whine, wrestle, and in a brotherly way annoy each other for most of the day can instantly turn to best friends ready to take on the world or any other imaginary adventure when put to bed in the same room with the lights off?
I love it and it drives me crazy at the same time.
1 comment:
That's easy . . . because it's dark, and they need each other to be brave!
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