Seth and Ryan are now 4 years old.

"MOMMY!" cried Ryan down the stairs from his bedroom, "MOMMY!" he squealed again.

"Ryan, please use your inside voice, what do you need?" Kirsten said as she stepped into Ryan's baby blue bedroom.

"I can't find my soccer shoes," Ryan whined.

"Well, I told you to put all your shoes under your bed, did you listen to me?" Kirsten asked annoyed with her four year old.

"I did, but…"Ryan started whining back to his mother as he crawled on the floor and looked under the bed, "I found them," Ryan replied sweetly smiling at his mother who was looking down at him amused.

"Good, now get downstairs, or you are going to be late." Kirsten told him as she retreated back to her own bedroom.

Kirsten and Sandy sat on the bleachers of Harbour Elementary School watching their boys play their last summer soccer game. It was the championship and Ryan had already scored a goal today. He really had a special talent for soccer; he was really good for his age. Seth on the other hand was something to be desired. It was cute watching him run around the field like a chicken with his head cut off but, he was most defiantly not athletic.

By the time the game ended Ryan had scored another two goals and the final score was 4-2. It wasn't a competitive league, just a little league for four and five year olds so every one got a trophy. But the best goalie and the leading goal scorer also got a gold medal.

"I would like to thank all of the parents for all their support this season. It was a great success." Carson Ward the director of the little league emphasized. "We still have two very special awards to give out, our leading goal scorer and the goalie who saved the most goals during the season." Carson continued. "The winner of the leading goal scorer is… Ryan Cohen." Carson said with excitement. The audience applauded as Sandy took Ryan's hand and brought him out in front of the crowd where Carson placed a gold medal around his neck. "and the goalie who saved the most goals is… Chip Ennis" Carson said with as much as excitement as before. The audience applauded again and Chip was taken by the hand out in front of the crowd by his mother.

Once most of the crowd had left, Sandy and Kirsten took Ryan and Seth for some ice cream sundaes.

"Daddy, I want a necklace like Ryan's" Seth whined to his father in the car on the way to the ice cream parlor.

Sandy looked at his wife worriedly.

"I'm sorry sweetie," Kirsten started "You will have to try to get one next year." Kirsten knew this was bound to happen.

"But, I want one NOW!" Seth whined a little bit louder.

"Seth, you can't get everything you want." Sandy said softly looking through the rear view mirror at his son in the booster seat.

That is when Seth lost it, he wanted a medal like Ryan's and Seth always got what he wanted. Seth started crying hysterically and Ryan covered his ears and started to hum "la, la, la, la, la, la" to tune Seth out.

"Seth, little boys who cry can't get ice cream." Kirsten scolded her son.

Seth did not subside, he started crying a little bit louder and Ryan was still singing in tune with Seth's cry.

"Ryan, please stop encouraging your brother." Sandy said seriously getting very annoyed with both his sons.

Ryan finally did stop and asked "what does encouraging mean?"

Kirsten and Sandy both ignored the question and concentrated on getting Seth to stop crying.

"Seth, if you stop crying, I will buy you your own necklace." Kirsten tried bribing her son.

"I WANT RYAN'S NECKLACE!" He yelled loudly in between tears.

"NO, this is MINE!" Ryan yelled back at Seth.

Seth started crying even harder once Ryan had pointed out the obvious.

"Sandy just go home, I am not taking either one of them out like this." Kirsten whispered to her husband.

Sandy just shook his head, sometimes they were adorable and other times they were unbearable.

As Sandy pulled in the driveway, Ryan asked "Mommy, I want ice cream! Why did we come home?" Sandy and Kirsten again ignored Ryan and Sandy just went to the door behind him and unbuckled him from his booster seat.

"I want ice cream," whined Ryan who was now also on the verge of tears.

"Ryan, you are misbehaving, you can't have ice cream if you misbehave." Sandy scolded him as he lifted him up and placed him in his arms.

Ryan too started crying and carrying on how he wants ice cream.

The crying did not seize once they entered the house, because now Seth realized that he wasn't going to get ice cream either.

Sandy really lost it when Ryan took his medal off his neck and threw it on the floor declaring loudly, "I WANT ICE CREAM!"

"Ryan Michael Cohen, get your butt over here and pick your medal up NOW!" Sandy said not entirely yelling but in a loud enough voice that Ryan did what he was told immediately. "You are going to time out young man." Sandy told him sternly.

Ryan started crying again once he took in what Sandy said and cried "I'm sorry, I'm Sorry" all the way upstairs to his bedroom. Sandy pulled his rocking chair around and faced it towards the wall and placed Ryan in it. "I will come get you when you stop crying and start acting like a big boy." Sandy finished walking out and shutting the door quietly behind him. He knew Ryan would be out in less than a minute or so.

"You've become a big boy so fast?" Sandy questioned as Ryan tip toed into the kitchen.

Ryan nodded silently and gave Sandy the face that says he is sorry.

"Come Here," Sandy said sweetly as Ryan jumped into his arms and gave him a hug.

"How's Seth?" Sandy asked when Kirsten entered the kitchen.

"Better, ice cream Ryan?" Kirsten asked her other son as she kissed him on the forehead.

"YAY!" Ryan exclaimed putting Sandy's hands in his and clapping them together.