My boys. They love each other. They hug and cuddle and it's the cutest thing...
...and then the hugging, ever so gradually, turns to squeezing. Notice the crowded nose. Notice the very faint tinge of pink on Cooper's face. Both still smiling, but just a lil' bit tighter.
And then it's on. Full-blown squeeze-me-like-a-boa-constrictor ON. Must. Get. Away. Now!
Such is the progression.. Without fail.
As long as they always start again.