Cars, trucks, and boys
I've never been a boy (haha), so most days I watch in amazement as my boys interact with each other, eat, play, and just romp around as loudly as they can. That seems to be the one rule---be loud as much as possible. They are not overly emotional---we do have the occasional meltdown over some truck or car or not liking what I put on their plates to eat, but mostly--they're just loud. John Owen is the loudest, but James is quickly learning to imitate his big brother. I also watch as the life we knew before James quickly fades away. We still remember those days before he was with us (at least Zack and I do), but they seem so far off as to be in another lifetime. Isn't that amazing? He's only been with us for 3 1/2 weeks! That's how quickly God has meshed our lives together. Those first few weeks were a lot smoother than we had anticipated, though not easy. We all had to "get to know" each other and learn each other, but this past Saturday we turned ano...