Meathead and Mowgli
In light of a bit more time to get to know the kids, and a new and truly awful haircut, i would like to properly introduce our boys:
The younger – the name is entirely the fault of the unfortunate haircut. We have been considering a leather helmet for him. Of course, his toddler pudge, angry face, bow-legged toddler swagger, slightly outgrown clothing, and grunt-point form of communication all play beautifully into the stereotype.
The elder – name coming from propensity to careen through muddy yard in a diaper or less waving sticks. Also, because the above may cross the line about no photos (and check that facial expression).