Silly boy

Tonight after Alex's bath, Lucas insisted on climbing in Alex's tub. I kept telling him he wouldn't fit in the baby tub anymore (after all--he is now 35 1/2 inches tall and 29 pounds...my first baby is getting big!) but Lucas just giggled and said "Look mommy! I fits! I do fits!" Poor grammar aside, it was pretty cute. He also recently attempted to fit into the excersaucer (no go there!) and if I would let him I think he would climb into his old crib and snuggle with his brother. Not because he wants to be near Alex (although he is pretty good with his baby brother--always helping out and wanting to feed him) but because he likes doing anything Alex does. I guess I will take this behaviour any day--he is jealous, but in a really sweet way. Crossing my fingers that it never turns ugly (hey Scott, remember all the times we tried to kill each other? Me, trying to drown you. You attempting to chop my head off with a metal plate? I still have the scar for memories of that one. Ahhh...good times.)