My Boys!

I had a wonderful chat with my friend, Jill, yesterday. One of the topics we visited about was how crazy boys can be, and how much they change the dynamics of a home. I am so glad my sons have one another, and I'm greatful to their father for being a fine example. These boys are quite a handful, but they give me quite a heartful (Remember that post?). I began blogging a few years back in order to put some kind of positive spin on all of Maverick's antics. He's growing up and even maturing a bit, so my posts have been a bit lifeless. Don't get me wrong, these two have some good times together, but the shock value has greatly decreased. Maverick has made me a better mother, but let me tell you, when I found out I was pregnant with another son, I didn't know if I could survive another.

I told Jill, "Tiny is my calm after the storm."

She says, "Sadie is my prize (or surprise some might say)."

Isn't it true? The Lord only gives us as much as we can handle.