Grunting and beating their chests. . .

. . . just like little cavemen.

It all started last week at Grandma Toni's house, when Henry sampled a butter cookie that had been dipped in dark chocolate. He made quite a mess of himself, and Greg took his shirt off. Henry loved it! He ran around the house, slapping his belly with joy.

Nick insisted on taking his shirt off, too. Both boys ran around dancing and grunting and screeching happily.

It must be a guy thing.