proud.

my boys don't get alot of blog time

which is more than fine with them

and they rarely

allow themselves to be photographed

which i don't like

but

do understand.

even in this photo

caleb is missing

and that feels sad to me.

i need to stop and really

really give thanks for my boys

right now.

they are

standing strong and tall

and walking with their sister

through things that would send alot of

men scurrying for cover

and they are still young and doing their own growing.

but let me tell you

i have

 never. ever. ever.

been more proud of my children.

these boys are supporting and loving

and are speaking wisdom

 and helping us create the safety net

they are holding babies and changing diapers and reading stories

for me while my attention is very divided.

they are cooking dinners and doing dishes and taking out garbage.

they are chasing and catching the sister when we can't

they are sitting and listening

they are praying and crying and hoping.

they are coming home

and staying overnight and going on family outings

they are speaking their truth

and holding their judgement.

they are showing love and mercy.

and that is just to the sister.

then there is me.

they are hugging and asking and coming along side me.

they are calling and texting and sitting with me.

they are being quiet and respectful and careful.

these boys amaze me.

i am so excited to meet their future wives

and see what love and blessing will be showered

upon them!

my boys are becoming men

men who know what it means to love and sacrifice.

men who are learning about forgiveness and grace.

learning where to place their frustration and fears and anger

learning how to give when they really don't feel like it

and perhaps shouldn't be asked to.

they are learning to make choices that will

allow them to live fulfilling lives

overflowing

 with family and friends.

my heart swells a little when i think of them..

and times that swelling by 3

 and my heart

 is down right plump