Twin-isms

Dylan, Dylan, Dylan...today the boys were pulling their chairs up to the kitchen counter. I keep a basket in the far corner that I keep our bananas in and some misc. items have found their way into the basket. Anyway, they pulled the basket towards them and found my mini-stapler (I know, what a place for it). They were playing with it and I went on with whatever I was working on. I could tell it was being punched closed like once a second so I came around the corner to see what they were doing with it. Dylan had the stapler, he was sitting in his chair, and pretending to cut his toe-nails. What a goof. Love 'em.