Sunday

If we're home on the weekends -- we've come to realize -- it's nearly impossible to do things together. Not only are nap schedules precarious (Mack from 8:30 to 10:30, Nate from 12:30 to 2:30, Mack from 2 to 4), but it's difficult to find activities for both boys. Mack might like Frolic, but Nate gets bored there. Nate might like the playground, but Mack can't do much there.

At home, Nate seems intent on rough playing with Mack, usually leading to "NATE BE CAREFUL WITH MACK" or "NATE STOP IT STOP IT" or "NATE EASY EASY COME ON NOW NATE STOP IT I SAID STOP IT NOW NOW STOP IT NATE NATE NATE!" Nate doesn't seem to get it. I suppose he never will -- it's human nature to beat the crap out of your younger brother. Nevertheless, it's tiring to constantly be on the defensive; Nate's attacks on Mack are relentless.

So we split up for now. On this Sunday, Shana hung back with Mack (who was cranky and snotty and drooly and spit uppy -- Shana got the short straw on this one), while I took Nate to the movies (Wreck It Ralph -- bad).  Here's Nate on the subway platform (he loves the subway!) and then a video of Nate eating popcorn (he loves popcorn!) at the movies.