At the risk of jinxing this whole thing, and spending the next week wrestling toddlers in meltdown I’m declaring that I’m in love with my boys.
Claudius is incredible. He’s quiet and self entertaining. He eats well, he plays well, he loves well.
Simeon has turned into boy wonder. He’s caring and tender and kind.
This morning the house was unusually quiet for far to long (6 seconds), so I go to make sure neither boy has choked, or run away, or passed out.
I tip toe down the hall and peek my head around the corner to Simeon’s room. I could have kissed the sacred ground.
Two breathtakingly beautiful boys, quietly playing next to each other. Simeon was “working” on his Handy Many (have I ever told you I have a little crush on that cartoon?) motorcycle and Claudius was trying to eat a giant rubber grasshopper. They’ve been awesome ever since.
I’m done. I’m sold. I’m under their spell. I am in love.