Well guys, gone are the days when it took effort to get all the babies together in one shot. They’ve all gotten bigger, bolder, more comfortable with each other, and the helicopter moms (ahem PEYTON) have relaxed a bit.

And while they don’t always play in one big group, none of them have really paired off either. They play with each other without a whole lot of preference, and for the most part they all seem to like each other and they all get along pretty well.

The girls hang out with each other…

the boys hang out with each other (generally with lots more biting involved)…

and they also mix it up as well. They’re very good comminglers, an equal opportunity kind of group. Admittedly, a lot of the commingling includes Ollie, because he’s a terrorist.

But Remi isn’t afraid to play with the girls sometimes either (even if he is generally quite out-matched and less bold about it than Ollie).

I think the real friendship story here though – the ride or die, the thick or thin, the BF5Ever – is Ollie and the round bale. He is kind obsessed.

But his absolute, most favorite, #1, bestest activity to do with the round bale? Jump in it. Cowabunga style, complete with a running start.

Happy Friday everyone, and I hope you have someone that loves you the way Ollie loves his round bale (although perhaps a little less violently…).