Driving motorcycles. Gotta wear a helmet and gloves. The youngest one has to make the guttural "bbbbvvvvvrrrrrrmmmmmm" sound. Can you hear it?
I had a hankering for pumpkin pie a few weeks ago. My boys had a hankering to play. We compromised.
And everybody was a winner.
Driving dad's truck is the new favorite pastime.
They had better take advantage because we just don't know how much longer it is going to last...
Driving, driving, driving.
Doing dishes is still a fun time; however, it doesn't always work out well to share the same sink...
But they don't mind sharing the same laundry basket/tunnel.
Boys will be boys.


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