i have boys.
three of them.
four if you count hubby (and i do).
boys that pose like this when i want a sweet picture.and make faces at me like this.
and always have some sort of bruise or cut on their faces.
boys that play with millions of matchbox cars, transformers, and army men.
boys who no matter how many times i say it in a day, still play football in my livingroom.
boys who make me dread their teenage years because of how much they currently eat.
i have three boys.
and i wouldn't have it any other way.