Tuesday, December 22, 2009

warm fuzzies about wild boys

Every so often, when things are wild around here, I get to wondering how exactly the boys got to be the way they are. As in, what moment did their life turn utterly spastic? What event in their short lives caused their brains to short circuit and changed them from lovely, calm, well behaved boys into crazy-insane, more than slightly off, deranged, messy, risky little men?

And then I remember...they've always been crazy

Ooky, 22 months old, Feb 2006


(Iggy, almost 3 years old, February 2006)

more than slightly off

(Iggy, almost 3 years old, February 2006

wearing MamaTea's zip up heel boots


(Ooky, 22 months old, February 2006)


(Iggy, 14 months old, May 2004)


(Ooky, not sure of age or date)

little men.

(Ooky, 22 months and Iggy almost 3 years old - Feb 2006)

And now that I think about it,
I wouldn't change a thing.

Bring it on. :)


Stephanie said...

Eric often calls our babes Cornholio when they... are.
Life is indeed beautiful when we accept it as such.

Anonymous said...

Yes, our boys DO belong in a Peter Pan novel, but like you said...still wouldn't change a thing!!

Stacy (Mama-Om) said...

I am so enjoying your posts about boys lately... Thank you!!

Jessica Monte said...

All I can say is awwwwww!!! This post makes me look forward to the years to come with own little boy, :-) He's already such a boy, so eager to move, growing out of his clothes so fast, wanting to be on the move. Oh boy, what am I in for?