I remember the day we brought Boy2.0 home. The Kid was asleep in the other room, and his baby monitor was on near where his baby brother was lying down. The Kid was quietly chatting to himself, and Boy2.0 seemed to be responding (he wasn't, obviously. He was like 3 days old). It was at that moment that it really hit me that I have two sons, that are brothers, and that my job was to teach them to always have each other's back no matter what. It's the Brother's Code.
I'm happy to say that even at this little stage, we're already seeing such sweet moments of love between these two insane ragamuffins - even though they also drive each other to tears sometimes!