I'd stop it right now. My boys are just the perfect ages. When I was at the park today with Jace, he was playing with new friends and they asked if I'd pitch to them. He said about 4 times with a huge grin, "Hey guys, this is my mom, she's going to pitch to us. She's a really good pitcher." I could just hear in his voice how much he loved me, even though I'm not really a great pitcher. I know it won't sound like that forever. Parker follows me around asking question after question about the world then having me verify that he really is getting bigger. He's still my loving monkey and so smiley all the time. James brings us so much joy. He is happy, goofy, silly and sassy and even easy. He's my little buddy all day long.
Right now my boys all play so nicely with each other. All morning before school, Jace has them playing some made up game or catching insects outside to surprise us with. They play basketball non-stop and whisper in their room until we have to tell them forcefully to get to bed. Last night, we came upstairs to their "campout" on the floor. These are the stages you hope never end.



























