My wild boys…

when I look at my  boys, I think of  a dylan thomas quote-  “and wild boys, innocent as strawberries…”  my little boys,  climb into my lap and cover me with  impossible sweetness, they poop on me as often as they can. and they give me kisses anytime I want them. my wild boys, one running and twirling like a tornado and one watching and waiting until he can keep up with his older brother.  the big boys, almost ready for college, still calling my name excitedly. wanting to tell me about their newest video game.  wanting to tell me about the girl he likes. God, thank you for boys. thank you for their clumsy, messy, sweetness. please help me raise them into strong kind men. this is an awesome task and one that sometimes wakes me in the middle of the night with worrying. a boy’s soul is so giddy, please help me be equal to this task…


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  1. * Holly says:

    Hi Tara-do you have a new blog? Love the background! Great post and an awesome photo of all 4 of them! HollyAnn

    | Reply Posted 7 years, 2 months ago
    • Hi Hollyann, I like wordpress better, I think. I’ll still keep the other for sewing stuff though. Tara

      | Reply Posted 7 years, 1 month ago

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