When you live with a little boy…
…you begin to love anything and everything that can be used to build and construct.
…you start to appreciate the space a gym has to offer.
…you quickly learn that there is no limit to the amount of exploring they are capable of.
…you are astounded by their depth of creativity and role play.
(yes, that is Rhys stuffed into his pj pants pretending to be an ancient pharaoh)
…you become educated in the fields of entomology, war history, astronomy, architecture, engineering and various other creepy-crawly, squishy-gooey, clash-bang-boomey topics.
…you see more funny faces and hear more fart noises than you ever thought possible.
…you realize that while they are eager to appear big and strong, they have the most caring and sensitive hearts around.
Isn’t it great to live with a little boy?