Night and Day

The difference in our children is amazing.  An example struck me at the park today while I was playing with Asher:

He saw this on the ground:

Asher immediately goes to try and touch it saying, “Mmmmm. Ketchup, Mommy”.  (Gag)

Selah won’t get near it with a 10-foot pole, is worried she stepped in it, or got something (anything) on herself dirty.  And my son is ready to lay down and lick it off the ground.  

Genes.  Are. So. Weird.

On a less disgusting note, here are some St. Patrick Day cuddles:



At least they have their cuteness in common!  😉

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