Two little boys.
One bigger than the other.
One more capable than the other.
But both idolising each other.
The older one knows that there is something different about him, but the younger one thinks his big brother is the best brother in the whole wide world.
The great thing about real love is that differences don’t apply, and the only thing that counts is what’s inside, how we make each other feel, and what we learn from each other.
And, in the case of these two boys, that’s a whole lot of love.
Oh, how I love my boys, and how I love that they love each other so much.