I always dreaded the usual back-to-school essays I had to write in elementary school. Most of the kids had stories about trips to fun places and I was trying to remember how to spell moussaka. Moose-Caca??!!
Okay, I know he’s not a baby anymore, but my youngest is still THE baby. No matter what, all my boys will always be MY babies. I think most parents will understand.
Seriously, this is about as un-goofy of a picture of my boys that I can get. I know it may seem a little late to post a Christmas story, but when part of your Christmas was late, it just kind of works out that way.