But for now they are boys....my boys. And they are brothers, boy, oh, boy are they brothers.There will come a day when they aren't home with me - destroying everything in their path. There will come a day when the word "poop" no longer sends them into uncontrollable fits of laughter. And while I can't say I'll be sad to see that go, I know one day the memory of it will make me smile.
All of these pictures make me smile. I smile not only because of their genuine happiness, but because of the visible scrapes and the crazy face and the missing tooth from my youngest's mouth. All of these little realities of today captured in these images will be there when today is long gone.
Take pictures, lots and lots of pictures. Laugh in the face of time (BWAH-ah-ah-ah!). Keep them little for you, forever.
(I also have a daughter. A very beautiful, passionate girl, but you will meet her on a different day.)
