Monkey see; monkey do.

Welcome to my life.  My every day is filled with toddler competition.  Sometimes it is hilarious and sometimes it is downright dangerous.  I vividly remember competing with my brother and sister, which turned me into the most competitive person I know.  Must have been middle child syndrome.  All I know is that these kids are going to give me a heart attack.

Ashton jumps off a four foot wall.  Reagan wants to try.  Ashton thinks he's king of the world because he's found something that Reagan wants to do, but can't.  He makes the jump 45 times in front of her just to rub it in.

Reagan starts dancing to a song.  Ashton starts dancing to catch up with her moves.  Full on dance competition ensues until the booty shaking turns into running and screaming around the house.

The list could go on forever.  My new favorite competitions are "cool trick" and "meany guy" assault.



COOL TRICK:
Nickelodeon's Yo Gabba Gabba taught Ashton a useless lesson:  you can do something strange and people will call it a cool trick.

Not much has changed since his first entree into the world of cool tricks. He has only managed to master one trick, which is spreading his legs as far as he can go.  Not that cool, but whatever.  On occasion he brings out this maneuver to one-up Reagan.  Ha, he's been beat at his own game, since not only can she do it, but I think she stretches further.  You go girl!

Meany Guy assault competition: 
Ashton has made up an imaginary enemy: the Meany Guy.  (insert horror movie scream here...)  You see, the Meany Guy is omnipresent, thus commits acts of meanness at any given time or place.  The Meany Guy's favorite move is to blind attack and knock Ashton down.   To recover from the attack, Ashton insists on being consoled for about 3 seconds, then stands up, and gets promptly knocked over by the ever-mischievous Meany Guy.  This happens for nearly 42 times in rapid succession, until the consoling stops due to my exhaustion and disinterest.  Now, Reagan's on to this trick and at the utterance of the words "Meany Guy," she throws herself on the floor, refusing to get up until consoled.
 

Watching the two of them crash to the floor is so gut-busting that it is medicinal and can cure any ailment, no matter its severity.  Well, except for mono that is, since I somehow contracted that...

And hey, let's end with a ridiculous picture!