One of the most fun things right now in watching Luke and Silas grow up is seeing the things that make them uniquely them. Luke's fondness for (break)dancing, for instance, which I'm pretty sure he did not inherit from either Beau or me. Or Silas's habit of falling over and burying his face in his favorite blanket any time you bring it near him. Or the fact that Luke has to eat one bite of every french fry on his plate before declaring he's done, leaving a mess of half-eatens behind. Or how Silas loves to sleep with his legs on top of the bumper pad and his feet sticking out between the slats of the crib.

...but one of my favorite quirks that I've seen in Luke and Silas is something they both share - their love of using cup holders. I find this absolutely fascinating. Don't get me wrong, I love them, too (so I know where they get it), but doesn't it seem a bit young to really care that your drink is not going to tip over?

As much as I love my double stroller, one of the major drawbacks for me is the fact that it doesn't have any cup holders for me or the boys. And the funny thing is, they never ask for a drink when they ride in it - I guess since there's nowhere to put it when they're done. Now the single stroller with a cupholder built right into the tray? They ask for a drink every time. And they get frustrated with the cups that are too big to fit in the cupholders, too. I love it.

Now our high chair has two cupholders in the tray (I guess to accommodate both budding right- and left-handers.) And, in fact, one of both Luke's and Silas's first words was "uh-oh", directly stemming from their repeated (and failed) attempts to put their cup into the cupholder on the tray when their arms were too short to reach. So sad, yet so quirkily fun.