Brotherly love

I have to post these pictures too because they are so typical around here. Merrick has to be wherever Memphis is even in the crib (Merrick climbs in himself).

When I need some time to get ready in the mornings I put Memphis in the crib to sort of "protect" him I guess (whatever that means right) but of course Merrick has to get into the crib with him. Sometimes Memphis doesn't mind, he enjoys Merrick's attention, but sometimes Merrick turns all boy and I have to separate them. It's usually around the time that Memphis starts giving me the look that he's giving me in these pictures.

Here Memphis is reaching his breaking point, can you tell? Look at those eyes.

Merrick is all over him; rolling, squishing, bumping, pushing and of course kissing.

When Memphis gives me the sign that he's had enough I take him out of the crib and put him on the bed but Merrick follows him (and he's fast getting out of that crib) so I play musical beds like at least 10 times where I'll put Memphis in the crib and then take him out and put him on the bed and then put him in the crib and then take him out all the while trying to keep him safe from Merrick and get ready.Merrick thinks its a game so as soon as Memphis goes out Merrick goes out and as soon as Memphis goes back into the crib Merrick goes back into the crib. So in conclusion I pretty much look like a slob every day because when you mix this type of brotherly love into your morning routine let me tell you it gets old fast and as long as my main body parts are clean and my clothes don't smell I'm good to go.

These last two pictures are classic. The top one is of Memphis back in April at about a month old and the bottom one is at 6 months. That HELP ME look hasn't changed very much in the past 6 months has it?