Wrasslin’

I have spoken recently with several friends about having boys. The universal truth is that boys are fun, difficult, and messy.

Our daily life looks like the picture above and usually ends with me telling Daddy to stop doing that because then they expect me to do it with them the next time. I have neither the flexibility nor the tight abs to handle such rough & toughness.

But it’s moments like this that melt my heart. And make me realize how quickly they are growing. Jack is developing that boy exterior roughness that allows him to join in the playing with full-force and no longer be handled with kid gloves.

But these boys love with the same fierceness that they fight and it gets me every time.

Today, Jack just wanted to lay by Charlie when it was nap time and although they didn’t fall asleep like that, it was sweet nonetheless.

Love my life.