When you are blessed with two boys things are done differently. You don't have relaxing days where you looking at your children and reflect on the most wonderful gifts that God has given you. But instead you have water gun fights where you laugh and try to kill your young sons.
The fight is on
This is fun
Refilling
Shoot him
Even Luke is in on the action
He is done and I am pretty sure I killed him.
Joey shooting me.
Shooting the boys.
The boys baked me a super yummy cake yesterday.
This morning before I took Joey to school. The boys were watching tv, cuddling together. This is a pretty common event.
My sweet babies that love each other so much.
1 comment:
That's what is so much fun about having boys. You can do the unexpected and off-the-wall celebrations and nobody thinks you are strange. Heckuva lot more fun than some stodgy restaurant and place where everyone has to wear shoes and dress up. Best memories of my boys are usually associated with mud puddles.
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