The first time B asked for a biscuit, but instead of eating it, he marched right up to his brother and gave it to him.
The first time T said B’s name when asked “who is he?”. Both daddy and I were there and we immediately looked at each other in amazement!
The first time that after saying to T “say sorry to his brother”, he actually went and hugged him. The best part? B hugged him back.
Oddly the first time they both had grapefruit juice. Their faces were horrified and yet… “More! More!”
The first time T called me “mum”… twins or not, it’s always so special and one has to be the one to say it first!