I think I'm going to start a new photo essay called "Life With Boys".
Every once in a while I come across an image at home that makes me stop and wonder if a house full of girls would produce the same thing.
Such as this.
Yes, that is my baby. Surrounded by stuffed rats. Stuffed rats that his older brothers thought he would like to play with. (They were right.)
Stuffed rats are very manly. Cute, but manly. Sometimes the rats would "chew" on Josh. But usually it was the other way around.
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I'm glad for you that you have 3 boys and no girls. Leah told me yesterday that she hates me. sigh. And so the long teenage years begin.
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