Earlier today, just as we were about to head out, silly me walked past the kitchen bench where a glass of water stood. Again, caught off guard, Felix took a swing from his position on my hip. In an attempt to save the glass from breaking I raised my leg. I did manage to stop the glass before it hit the floor, but the entire contents spilled right down my leg. Always when you're just about to walk out the door.
So Felix has pressed my buttons a little today. Though something beautiful came out of my vocal frustration regarding his behaviours. Evidence of a growing unconditional love between my boys. On both occasions when I raised my voice, Angus rushed to Felix's side to comfort him. Spoken in the sweetest tone, he whispered "it's alright baby". It fills me with so much pride witnessing the developing relationship between them. I am never under any misconception around how much they get on each other's nerves, but I definitely have a couple of great mates here. A bond that will carry them through their lives and no doubt serve as impetus against their Mama and Dada one day.