The long warm summer days have made for some very happy boys.
For the most part, our days are spent outside which gives great nap times and early betimes, large appetites, and extra laundry.
The boys can wrangle a hose like nobody's business, are leading engineers in mud race track design, and have eaten more popsicles than I have in my entire life.
Their little legs are covered in scrapes and bruises, their arms sport farmer's tans from their tank tops, and our bathtub is in constant use.
And I couldn't think of a better way to spend hot summer days than days than with these mud covered, sticky faced, war wound bragging, but very happy little men.