Brothers having fun

One of the things I have always hoped since I found out that I was pregnant with my second son was that even with Noah's limitations, he would be able to have fun with his little brother. Today I came into the house from the grocery store to hear the most wonderful sound. Drew was on the computer, and Noah and Eli were facing each other in their high chairs close together. And the boys were both gut laughing -- not at something Drew had done or said, but a game they had come up with on their own. Eli was sitting a toy upright on Noah's tray and Noah was knocking it down -- then they'd both guffaw. I know that seems so simple, but very often it is the simple things that mean so much. To have them playing together and laughing together, I cannot express the joy that it gives their father and me.