If you've read Life With Boys for any amount of time, or even if you've only just read a few posts, it should be clear that it is crazy around here. It's usually a good crazy, but there's always this buzzing, energetic, chaotic, insanity in the air. Last night was an example of the good crazy. I was doing dishes after dinner, but I couldn't help but get in there and take some pictures of the jolly (nutso) fun that was occurring.
I don't think there's any denying who's boys they are. Am I even in there or are they just carbon copies of Daddy? What do you think?
When our little Ben was born I always said "What's it going to be like when you have FOUR little guys crawling all over you?" Well, the answer is in the above picture. Ben crawled right up on top of Kevin to join his brothers.
I don't know why little boys and daddies love this game so much. It stresses a momma out. But they love it. The others are saying "My turn!! Me next!!"
I'm kind of speechless on this one. CRAZY, that's all I'm sayin'.
Hey, look at mom. Let's POINT. I dunno what's going on here, but it's kinda cute!
And last, but not least, I've said it before, and I'm sure I'll say it again. My littlest boy is fearless and crazy. Ben thinks it's SO fun to jump.off.the.couch.