ZJ is 8 and has broken his arm twice already. He insists on climbing everything he sees. He is bright, thoughtful, sneaky and freakishly athletic for this family. He devours books and loves to sing pop songs. He drives me crazy with his perfectionism and tattle-taling. He is my right hand man and roots me to who I want to be. I could probably live and die in the freckles under his twinkling eyes. He was born in the year of the monkey.
EJ is 5 and has dubbed himself "The Wolf". He is quite small for his age, but I'm sure he doesn't know. He is clever and spends hours creating worlds out of legos. He is imaginative and incredibly smart. He has been dealing with a terrible goblin infestation in our yard for going on 9 months. He is impulsive and has a hulk size temper. He challenges me and breaks my heart daily, only to make me fall in love with him all over again. I could ride the waves of his giggles to the other side of the world.
RJ will be a year old in July. He loves eating, cruising, clapping and eating more. He is my baldest baby and the only one who bites. He can be quite serious at times, but is extraordinarily witty for a baby. He has developed an interesting war cry or crow when he is on the hunt (usually for food), hence the name. His brothers adore him and he knows it. My heart skips a beat every time he wiggles his eyebrows at me. He is a Mama's boy.



This blog completes my summer reading list. Thanks. I love you. Mom.
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