Boys are so fascinating to me. There are so many reasons I love having boys. They’re dirty. They usually smell like little dogs. They’re sweaty. They’re silly. They’re dirty. They love their mama. They bring their mama worms. Their mama screams when they bring her worms.
The main reason I love having boys is the opportunity of growing a boy into a man. Husband. Father. This is serious. This is a huge responsibility. This is a privilege. This is war.