Our little Thai boys

Twice a year, two little boys leave their spacious new home in Bangkok to hypnotize and entrance what can be called, in their miniscule standards, a box office crowd: two grandparents, eight aunts & uncles and ten cousins. Lovingly called the Choknut Boys, shortcut for their tongue twister of a surname, they are the children of my husband's youngest sister and her Thai husband. 

As the boys babble in what must be tri-lingual baby talk (ThaiTagLish?), everyone is on the alert for a possible bump, an insect bite, a whine, a whimper. As the two tiniest leaves in the family tree, they are likely to be our babies for a very long time.