Holding Hands

I was driving to my parents house last week, when I heard Anthony ask Jimmy to, "hold my hand."  And, as I glanced in my rearview mirror, the boys were in fact holding hands and laughing at each other. 

It was a funny, sweet, silly moment shared between the two brothers. 

Fortunately, they did it again this weekend while Dan was driving, so I could get a picture of my dazzling duo.

I don't want to put too much pressure on them, but I truly hope they become best friends.  Whether its holding hands and laughing during a road trip, or silently plotting to torment me at 5 o'clock in the morning, they have already formed a bond that makes my heart melt.