The brothers are coming....

Every other Friday we have this ritual in our family, we start telling Fuss early in the morning that "the brothers are coming today!" As I was telling him this last weekend, I realized we make it sound like this massive event, like we need to hang lanterns: 1 if by Dad's car or 2 if by Nana's. The thing is, is that it is an exciting event. When 3/4 of your children only come to visit every 14 days, it is very exciting when that 14 days is up. It is amazing to me that at only 1 year old, Fuss gets so excited every time he sees his brothers. He doesn't remember grandpas from one day to the next (or at least he teases them and pretends not to), but he does remember his brothers, and he loves them! Fuss has become such a daddy's boy that no one can take him away from his daddy, except Olie, Skater, and Moo! So, I have to wonder, what is it that builds this brotherly bond? Is it genetic, or is it learned? I have to admit that it is funny to watch 3 boys tumble into the room, with this little tyke waddling after as fast as his little legs can carry him. He thinks that he is old enough to do whatever the brothers do. In the past 2 days he has learned to play "Rock Band" on the playstation. Of course, he has always liked anything that makes noise...but the drum pedal has become a great new addition to his list of talents.