The boys got to talk to Joshua tonight. Listening to my sons at home talk to my son away is the sweetest sound in the world. What joy it is!! I love how they pray for each other and cheer each other on throughout life~in the most manly way possible of course!
All three are so different and yet so similar. Different strengths, temperaments, challenges, desires and interests and yet tied together by God to be brothers.
First all three had their beds in a tiny room. Two preschoolers and a 2nd grader. We would read together and then hopefully they would go to sleep. Usually they were giggling and having pillow fights or jumping on each others' beds and always fight over who got to sleep with Buster. By that time I was so tired that I'd finally yell at them to go to sleep...or else. If I had it to do again, I'd never interrupt those times.
Even the frustrating times as they struggled for their place in the pecking order and the fights that brought us all to the table for a "come to Jesus" meeting are precious to me now.
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