My brother and I

 Here we are congratulating our Auntie Sheila for her birthday!

He needs to be wherever I am - and if it's on the changing table.  And then he also took my bottle of tea away from me! 

I think he likes me...

Sometimes, we fight.  Mostly over the pacifier. He likes mine always better than his!

You can't fool me.  I know that's a finger, not my nunni (that's Alan-speak for pacifier)!

Sometimes, I can only cry for help.  MOMMY!