These are the only pictures I have of these little guys. I figured I should introduce y'all since they are a main part of my life. The one with spiky hair is Henri (pronounced without the h and very french) and he is 5 years old and acts every bit of it. He is 100 percent boy and it drives me crazy sometimes. He hates being clean and fights me every night to take a bath (with soap) or brush his teeth. He refuses to use his knife, instead insisting on using his fingers at the dinner table and has picked up pretty well on how to annoy people on a regular basis (including me). The other boy, the one with longer straight hair is Ferdinand (pronounced very french as well) and he is a different creature. While all boy, he has a very sensitive side to him which usually means I get along better with him. He is also 7 and quite a bit more mature than Henri. While Ferdinand loves to wrestle and play all the boy games there are, his passions are dance (he loves classical) and piano. He has the most patience for me and my French and therefore we have the most deep conversations. He is opposite from his brother in the clean category and loves being clean and taking a bath with soap and brushing his teeth. He's honest, genuine and has a sweet little heart that I enjoy more times than not. He, however, can be more than a handful after dinner when he likes to go into overdrive and be the biggest pain in the neck and not listen to anyone.
Here are the two men that occupy the majority of my life these days. While they have caused me great frustration in the last few months, I do have a few good memories with them and I am getting through to them and I think they have started to see me as the good guy as opposed to the bad guy which is what gets me through some days. They are a handful, a handful that comes in the size of a 2 cute little boys, but they're my handful. At least for a year.
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