A Given
There are certain realities that just go with the territory of having boys. Among others, the boundless energy. The mud. The guns. The obsession with anything motorized. The complete inability to stay out of puddles. And the climbing of trees.
Deep down I wouldn't trade any of these things, even though I may complain (loudly at times) about the amount of laundry that I do. It's what makes them boys. And I love them!
Oh, and P.S. When did Noah get so BIG?
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