Last night, Sammy was in the middle of his nightly routine of doing anything possible to delay his bedtime.

This time he came downstairs, fake crying, holding his blankie, clad only in his little Thomas tighty-whiteys, whining that the light up ladybug in their room wasn't working. While he's whining and fake crying, Matty is sitting in my lap laughing hysterically at him.

It was really adorable and quite funny that the sibling mockery starts so young!