Snapshot: A Boy-Mom’s Life
I’m trying to think of a pithy, witty caption for this but all that comes to mind is…“My house has too much testosterone in it.” It looks like it would hurt, doesn’t it? But this was a Saturday morning tradition. “Throw me, Daddy! Please throw me!” and “Throw me again!” Somehow, in all the years they were little enough to do this, nobody ever broke their head. I am very grateful that my boys have a daddy around who knows just how much fun can be had without the risk of bones breaking. I would have no idea and we’d never do anything fun.