Every once in a while, you see it. Two brothers. Playing. Laughing. Enjoying their childhood together.
Now don't get me wrong. It usually deteriorates pretty rapidly into tears and screaming and maybe even a little hitting or biting.
They are little boys, after all.
My favorite is that Xander has now started to yell "Connor!" in that tone of complete disapproval whenever his big brother is doing something mean or hateful (which is, of course, pretty often).
Connor HATES it. He always screams at Xander to "Stop saying my name!" It makes him a little crazy, because Xander just keeps saying it over and over until Connor really does leave him alone.
Ah, brotherly love ... or something like that.
