James!

This little boy is a bona fide expert at tormenting his older brother. At the ripe age of nine months old I saw him deliberately licking his finger and wiping it on William to provoke kaniptions, over and over again--and smiling about it. By 12 months he was handily dodging blows, and since then it's just gotten worse. This easy going James Grey is destined to be the thorn in the not-so easy going William's side. (I'm sure Michael can sympathize, having yoked himself indefinitely to me.)

We were at the grocery store two days ago and James was making a series of squeaking noises, watching William closely for any reaction. Once he got one, James' face lit up with a grin and he made that particular squeak over and over again while Will went berzerk. As we squeezed ourselves past a kid reloading the bread aisle I had had enough. "James! You knock it off and be nice!" The guy loading the bread jumped out from behind his load with wide eyes and said, "What! I didn't...!" I looked at him startled, and he looked at me, then he sheepishly slunk behind his bread mumbling something about there being too many Jameses around here. It was hilarious! I laughed the rest of the shopping trip, in between reprimanding James for teasing his brother.