Aren't they supposed to be alike?

Night and Day-Day and Night.
That's my boys!!

I know I've said this before, but I seriously always figured that raising a second boy would be cake walk because I had already done all of those things with my first boy.
The thing I never realized could happen was that even though they are both boys, and they basically look the same, they could be so different!

Take courage for example.
Sure, Logan has had to do many courageous things in his short life...sedated and unsedated MRI's, hospital stays etc...but he's 99% a mamma's boy. Up until he turned 4, he wouldn't even jump off the couch (or hell, the curb!) without holding someone's hand. He's getting past that, but still VERY cautious.
He thinks he's brave when he jumps on one foot!
He can't get his face wet in the bath without yelling for a dry towel, and would never EVER think about dunking his head.

This weekend we took the kids swimming in our new health club pool. It's a 0" degree pool, so in my little head, Miles and I would be sitting in a couple inch deep water while Daddy held Logan and 'swam' with him.

Riiight!

Now, Logan has gone swimming recently and really loved the inner tube, so I got him some water wings hoping to add some courage. That worked, and he was floating all around!
Miles decided that he wanted NOTHING to do with the little couple inch deep water and stood up ready to walk out in the middle of the water! And he would have too, if I wouldn't have stopped him!
He wanted to go in the waterfall thingy and get his face completely wet. This coming from the younger brother who stays FAR away when that turns on. If water splashes his nose he freaks!
We went in the deeper end and Miles tried SO hard to wiggle out of my arms so that he could 'swim'.
Dave and I had to pass him back and forth because if he was not splashing and kicking he wasn't content. IT was tough work!!

Miles new trick is climbing. He can climb on just about anything. Logan NEVER climbed! I seriously don't think he ever climbed and stood on anything until he was at least 3 and knew how to get back down.
Miles sees that I am in the kitchen and looks for the most dangerous piece of furniture to climb and takes off. I've actually come to terms with my dining room table chairs laying down. I always laughed at people who had to do that. 'Not MY good little boy', I would think. Ha! Payback!

Logan, right up until the time he was potty trained would sit ever so still on his changing table while I changed his diaper and sang songs. I'd point out his little piggy's, his nose, his ears and then gobble up his tummy. It was a sweet time where he learned his body parts quite quickly!

Diaper changing time NOW is flop down, strip down, get diaper off, get kicked in the face...again...try hard to keep child on his back without much luck, and finally fasten the diaper-completely uneven. The pants rarely go back on anymore until we are playing and can be distracted.
This kid will never know the difference between his nose and his knee.

I must say, I am SO excited (but a bit scared) to see how Miles turns out. He'll be 18mo by this summer, and he'll be a riot in the sprinkler and sandbox, I'm sure!!
I've never heard of a big brother being afraid of his baby brother, but I'm thinking this will be the case in Casa Blue!

Raising two boys-you'd think it would be the same! FAR from it!