The Harrowing/Heartwarming Parent Moment of the Week

I had all three boys at Mom and Papa’s for a few hours last Sunday. They had a blast driving cars down the wheelchair ramp and hiding underneath it like it was a fort and generally running around all happy and loud. My folks had to put their love-seat up on blocks to make it the proper height for Papa and the boys all jumped on it at the same time and the whole couch tipped forward in a precarious manner. I rushed forward, grabbed the couch, yelled at the boys, and thanked the Lord that none of them were crushed. Excitement…perhaps a bit more than we needed.

I made cupcakes with Sweet Boy#3 this week, he stirred and broke eggs and scooped batter, all with a little gun made out of Konex tucked into the waistband of his pants. A boy through and through, even while cooking.