My boys are cuter than yours

I can appreciate a cute baby as much as the next guy, however, biased or not, it’s just plain fact that my boys are cuter than anyone else’s children. This is no claim backed by nothing but emotion but by irrefutable evidence that can be found below.

Most mornings, Simon and Vincent eat breakfast at different times so having just one high chair has been no big deal. That all changed couple days ago when both of them were wailing for breakfast at the same time. We had gotten this booster seat for Vinny with the idea that he would sit at the table with us and Simon would take over the high chair but Vinny was adamant that he too be allowed to sit with Simon. Vin was even a nice brother and shared his pancakes with Simon (I was surprised he actually liked them).

On a separate note – pay special attention to Vinny’s socks in the second picture. Now, one may think (veteran moms especially) that the non-matching pair of socks were the handiwork of a lazy dad – but on the contrary. Mary picked out his socks that morning – I just wanted it noted on the official record.