My Boys

I love you. 

I.  Love.  You.

I love to hear your little feet padding through the house–even though I am quite certain they are filthy. 

I love that you get sweaty, and then you stink like little dogs. 

I just love you to pieces, my little boys.

My cup overflows, with you.

And with you. 

My God, I am blessed.

My Boys

6 thoughts on “My Boys

  1. I always thought that at some point I would NEED a little girl. Then I had William, my first, and I thought–“Just kidding! I can totally have all boys!”

    Then my little Lucy came, and as much as she gives me a run for my money, oh how I love her daintiness and gentleness and just how crazy beautiful she is.

    So I think what I’m really trying to say is that I’m so glad thankful I have one of each so that I can appreciate what makes them so unique. But I think I want more. Maybe I’m crazy. Who care.

    PS…I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned how much I LOVE your kids’ names. All of the names of your kids have been on our baby names list — and one we even used. It’s a good thing we don’t know each other IRL otherwise I would be accused of name-stealing. GASP!

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