We were driving yesterday and Peter was starting to get hungry. After a few minutes of grunts and waking-up sounds, he really started to rip. We were about 5 minutes from home, so I just kept on rolling as fast as I could without a.) Endangering my family or b.) Getting pulled over on Mother's Day.
The amazing part was that 2 feet away, Vincent was sound asleep.
It's so interesting that in only 2 1/2 weeks, Vincent has incorporated this little dude into his life. I mean, if you think about it - all of his experiences have been as the main focal point and with the full attention of both of his parents. Now he has to share his everything with this new little thing he barely knows. Conversely, Peter has lived his first 2 1/2 weeks with Vincent's occasional screams (Old MacDonald had a FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARM!), face and head rubs, and close-call jumps without as much as a flinch.
Rose said they both seem like old souls - both aware of each other's existence before each other existed. I'm just waiting for the time when Peter wants to turn off the Wiggles. Then we'll see how close they really are.
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