He eats to live, rather he needs to be persuaded to eat to live. But is relatively chubby.
The other will drop whatever he is playing instantly when given food. But is rather skinny.
He prefers Western food.
The other NEEDS his rice and soups.
He takes small bites and chews his food thoroughly. Rarely finishes the food on the plate.
The other chomps down his food and has to be reminded to chew. Rarely leaves any crumbs behind.
He likes to laze in bed.
The other doesn't like to sleep and wakes up with zest.
He is shy.
The other pretends to be shy.
He smells sweet.
The other stinks with sweat and saliva. Yucks.
He looks you in the eye and listens to your teaching.
The other looks away and stubbornly contradicts your teaching (but is in fact absorbing your teaching).
He will not wonder too far off and often checks that you are within sight.
The other will not hesitate to venture and does not care if you are there.
He takes care not to get hurt physically and bawls at minor cuts.
The other is carefree, gets bruised all over but sheds not a tear.
He finds comfort and security in his pillow.
The other lugs around a teddy bear as a fashion statement (others, namely Mr Bean and Spot sleep with one).
And yes, they are both our sons and we love them just as much.


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