My boys are awesome. They love each other so much. Whenever one sees the other enter a room, his face lights up. They love to play together. Robbie loves to make Isaac laugh, and Isaac is always ready to laugh at Robbie. They play peek-a-boo together. They play trucks together, which is impressive since Isaac can't talk or really "play with" anyone yet. And when Robbie runs back and forth through the living room, Isaac either watches and cackles or else tries to crawl after him. And they almost always want to hug one another.
At least, at any given point in time, at least one of them wants to hug the other. However, very rarely do they want to hug at the same time. It's actually really funny to watch. Either Robbie will come up and try to hug Isaac, and Isaac will start crawling away, halfway dragging Robbie with him. Isaac starts grunting, and Robbie starts whining "I want to hug Isaac!" And then Isaac starts whining, and by that point Robbie is laid out on his back trying to keep his arms around his baby brother's midsection. Or else, Robbie will be sitting watching a movie, and Isaac will get this huge grin on his face and he'll come over to Robbie. He'll get up on his knees and stick both hands out, then grab Robbie's shirt and push against his torso. Robbie doesn't move, because Robbie doesn't move when he's watching TV, so Isaac pushes harder. Robbie starts to whine, Isaac starts to laugh, and eventually he knocks Robbie completely onto his back because, again, Robbie doesn't want to function when he's watching the TV. So there's Robbie lying on his back, Isaac fallen over on top of him laughing, and then--and only then--Robbie whines, "I want Isaac to leave me aloooone!" "But he just wants to hug you and play with you!" Isaac cackles. "I don't want him toooo!"
My boys. They are absolutely love one another. Unless it's time to love one another.