Time warp

Because when they are like this, the pressures and frustrations of everyday parenting wither and fade, and for a few priceless moments, I see them as babies. My precious, sweet, wide-eyed and whole-face-smiling baby boys.

Sometimes I wish I could go back and do it again. (With THEM, not another kid!) There is so much I'd do differently, hopefully better. But I love them completely as they are, which means God has worked in spite of me to bless them and make them such amazing little men.

How I love my babies.

One picture of each boy, every week, doing their thing.