This morning came fast and the two banjos I call boys were at it again.  It’s amazing how similar they look but how different they are.  One loves to sleep in the morning and the other wants to jump out of bead clapping his hands yelling for the rest of us to join him as he embraces the morning.  One cannot be bothered until chocolate milk passes his lips and the other needs edible food.  Last year Rhett was in the four-year-old class at preschool and this year Luke has the same teachers.  Both boys were and are the last ones to finish their work at the tables.  However, they are last for different reasons.  The older “perfectionist” cannot make a mistake and is meticulous about what he does.  The younger “social creature” has many stories that need to be told and people to be entertained.  Being in the car with them, you get the full dueling banjo effect.  They feed off each other and I find that just like many adults I know they have to have the “last word”.  Dueling Banjos.  I can’t wait to see what melody they come up with next!