Here is a funny conversation that happened between the two of them during lunch today.
G: When I grow up and get married I'm going to have 5 kids! Their names are gonna be John, Mikey, Elliot, Johnny (not to be confused with his brother John apparently), and Lily.
M: Well my kids are gonna be Lily and Jessica!
G: I'm going to live somewhere where it snows all the time so I can be a snowboarder.
M: But Gibson you'll be so cold there!
G: No I won't, I'll wear a special suit to protect me from the wind. But I'm not gonna wear that helmet! (what does he have against cranial safety?)
M: But you can't live far away, I wanted to live with you!
G: OK, where are you gonna live?
M: Ummmmm, California. (maybe they've inherited my love of the ocean and, well...warmth)
G: Actually I changed my mind and I'm gonna be a race car driver and live in Florida because they have race tracks there.
M: (practically in tears) But you said you'd be my neighbor!!!
G: OK, I guess they maybe have race tracks in California too. I'll live there.
M: Then you can come see me all the time whenever you want to!
G: OK. I'll bring a movie.
Oh these two crack me up and I love it. They are either best friends or hitting and screaming. Just as a brother and sister should be, right?