i mean, sometimes i don't even know. i wonder how these children come up with the things they choose to do with their time.
i was cleaning up from lunch when grey and tuck came bee bopping downstairs. i looked in the living room only to find two shirtless boys with "exercise" pants and boxing socks on only left to leave me thinking one thing. they were ready for a dance party.
so we danced. and will wanted to take off ALL of his clothes but luckily we managed to keep the diaper on snug.
these boys are wild. i think i've gotten used to it but sometimes i look around and realize that my day is spent either wrestling, tickling, watching them do very physical tricks, being tackled, climbed on, or head butted, jumping on the trampoline, and the list goes on.
on the days i begin to get overwhelmed and exhausted (and they are only getting bigger!) i remind myself that i have three very healthy, active boys. just what they should be at 5, 3, and 2 years old.
sometimes i promise them they can wrestle with daddy at night before i ask him. he always thanks me later :)
though their energy can easily wear me out each and every day, i am so very grateful to have the energy to do it. and thankful for a husband who can take a beating :)